Friday February 13, 2009
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse — Epilogue


TAG: Lieutenant Ventura, not thirty minutes ago you were crying your eyes out over your killings in Southport. Was that just an act?
Para Ventura: No.
Para Ventura: I'm still disturbed by what I did and by how I felt while doing it. But right now I'm working, and work helps a lot more than sitting around moping does.
TAG: Ah. You are now casting my resignation in the same light, suggesting that I can best deal with my concerns by returning to duty.
Para Ventura: Actually I'm analyzing your responses so I know which Q-planes to erase when I've gotten you the rest of the way apart.
TAG: Mother of Chrome. . .
Para Ventura: This is very therapeutic.