American Bomber Page #3

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I dig around and usually they

f***ed with the wiring

Or the gas line or something

There's always evidence you can

find.

With Hidell everything looked

right.

There was a thunderstorm that

night

There were lighting strikes to

the ground

There were statements

from his neighbors

That he was working on his car.

I asked him "what happened?"

"I don't know."

"What do you think happened?"

"I was sleeping and lightning

hit the house."

The fire originated in

the basement

His gassy clothes were next to

the fuse box.

A spark must've ignited his

gassy clothes.

And that's how the fire started.

The fire marshall confirmed

exactly that.

I spent weeks trying to figure

out what actually happened.

And I couldn't.

And we paid out the claim.

Thanks, man. Next one's on me.

Don't worry about it.

Speiler says good things about

you.

How'd you hear from Speiler?

Friends of friends of friends.

How long you looking to stay

in town?

Couple days.

Gonna do some

sight seeing.

'Site seein'?

That's a way of putting it.

Any sites Speiler wanted you

to check out?

You tell me.

I'm trying to be helpful.

I'm just asking.

Anything he wanted me to

show you?

No.

What he tell you about me?

You're a good man, despite

your problem with authority.

If I make my way to New York,

and I have,

I should look you up.

I did two years in the hole,

right next to him.

We'd play chess all night long.

No board or pieces.

Just in here.

Miles may have spent

two years here,

but he only spent two weeks in

my particular neighborhood.

I would say he has

a good imagination,

but that would imply

a certain level of intelligence

that the child was just

just not born with.

Never the less, if you believe

in Intelligent Design,

and I do,

then you know that everyone

has at least one use.

So do you like living

in Brooklyn?

Too many lesbians with babies.

How long you been here?

What he'd tell you about me?

What Speiler say?

I told you,

he said you're a good man

Sh*t. There must've been

a message or something.

He wants you to put me up

while I'm here.

I got some money. I don't want to put

you out. I can stay in a hotel or -

No. He sent you to me.

To me.

You sure?

Hell yeah.

I got a spare rack.

You play chess?

Never learned.

I'll teach you.

Alright. I guess I owe you

another beer.

Pawn.

Floor's all yours.

No smoking.

What?

No smoking. Allergies.

F*** am I doing?

You gonna sleep there,

try not to piss yourself again.

Pardon?

You want to sleep there, fine.

Just try not to piss yourself.

There's a Starbucks on the corner.

Go piss on their steps.

I don't have to piss.

Sh*t. Sorry.

Thought you were someone else.

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