Chapter 7An unexpected discovery inside of an equally unexpected extra crate shocked everyone.
Bob walked away, shaken. He sat on the very edge of the Atlantic, not paying attention to the cold, foamy water washing over his shoes. Connor was smoking one cigarette after another, trying to soothe his nerves, while Steve and Adrien were having a long, heated and very vulgar discussion, circling around the unfortunate crate like two vultures over a carcass. Which, all in all, was not such a far comparison.
“No way!” shouted irritated Steve at last.
“It's just another gig,” Collins objected, shrugging his shoulders.
“Just? It's a piece of bone, for goodness sake!”
“You don't even know if it's a human bone! It could be of any animal!”
“And this is supposed to improve the situation?!”
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