He jabbed the boy three times hard in the ribs with the butt end of the asp. The boy’s father, the mother, the two girls: not one of them so much as blinked. He said, “Is there anything you want to tell me?” He hit the boy some more. The boy took it quietly. His legs buckled but the sergeant had him by the neck. No one said anything. The sergeant hit the kid some more. He had his mind made up to hit the kid for a while, so he did. And it was meaningless because we were looking for some dead men. They’d died and gone to the Internet. That’s where people go when they die these days. At least
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