Roll Call
"I see you found their dump right off the bat. Good place for a freak like you."
I kept walking, crunching old flutes and paintbrushes beneath my steel feet.
"Took my job without hesitation. Bet you were falling all over yourself to call in to Home Office weren't you? Look where it got you."
"Mr. Arlee, you're dead. Do me a favor and shut the fuck up."