ch.doublewhammy-第60章
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nto his cheek was a plug of Red Man tobacco so big it would have gagged a hyena。 It was all Weeb could do to conceal his disgust； Eddie Spurling was about the biggest Gomer he'd ever met。
〃The fish are dying；〃 Eddie said； his voice pained。
〃You noticed。〃
〃Why？〃
〃Don't worry about it；〃 Weeb said。 〃Sit down； please。〃
〃I hate to see 'em dying like that。〃
Not half as much as I do； Weeb thought morosely。 〃Eddie；〃 he began； 〃have you given much thought to the big tournament？ Have you got a plan for winning？〃
Eddie Spurling shifted the tobacco to his other cheek。 Chewing hard； he said； 'Truthfully； I figured buzzbaits would do it； but now I don't know。 There's not much cover in this water。 'Fact； there's not much anything in this water。 I didn't even see any garfish down there； and those suckers could live in a toilet bowl。〃
Weeb frowned。
〃Jelly worms；〃 Eddie declared through his chaw。 〃Rig 'em Texas…style； I think that'll be the ticket； sir。〃
Charlie Weeb sat forward and put on his eyeglasses。 〃Eddie； it's very important that you win this tournament。〃
〃Well； I'll damn sure try。〃 He flashed a mouthful of wet brown teeth。 〃Prize money like that…you kidding？〃
〃Trying is fine；〃 Weeb said； 'Very admirable。 But this time we may need to do more。 A little insurance。〃
Weeb was not surprised that Eddie looked confused。
〃You're the new star at OCN； we got a lot riding on you；〃 Charlie Weeb said。 〃If you win； we all win。 And Lunker Lakes too。 This is a tremendous opportunity； Eddie。〃
〃Well； sure。〃
〃Opportunities like this don't e along every day。〃 Weeb rocked back and folded his hands behind his head。 〃I've been having this dream； Eddie； and you're in it。〃
〃Yeah？〃
〃That's right。 In my dream； the sun is shining； the lakes are clear and beautiful。 Thousands of happy home…buyers are gathered around； and the TV is there too； waiting for the end of the big tournament。 All the other fishermen are back at the dock except you； Eddie。〃
〃Ugh。〃
〃Then； only seconds before the deadline； I see your boat cutting across the water。 You pull up with a big smile on your face； get out； wave at the cameras。 Then you reach down and pull up the biggest stringer of largemouth bass anyone's ever seen。 The whole joint goes wild； Eddie。 There you are； standing under the Lunker Lakes sign； holding up these giant mother fish。 God； it's a vision； don't you agree？〃
〃Sure； Reverend Weeb； it'd be a dream e true。〃
Charlie Weeb said； 〃Eddie； it will e true。 I'm trucking in some big fucking bass from Alabama。 They're yours； partner。〃
〃Wait a minute。〃
〃With the water this bad； I can't chance keeping the biggest ones in Lunker Lakes；〃 Weeb said。 He unrolled a map across the kitchen counter。 〃Here we are；〃 he said； pointing； 〃and here's the Everglades dike。 All you got to do is tie the boat at the culvert； hop the levee； and pull the cages。〃
〃Cages…fish cages？〃
〃No； tiger cages； Eddie…Christ； what do you think？〃
Eddie Spurling said； 〃I ain't gone cheat。〃
〃Pardon me？〃
〃Lookit； I'll scout the lakes and dump some brush piles a few days ahead。 Stock 'em with bass before tournament day and mark the spots。 Hell； everybody does that…how about it？〃
Charlie Weeb shook his head。 〃The fish will croak； Eddie； that's the problem。 I got two thousand yearlings ing in the night before and I'll be lucky if they hang on until dusk。 Worse es to worst； you might be the only guy in the tournament to bring in a live bass。〃
〃But I ain't gone cheat。〃
Reverend Weeb smiled patiently。 〃Eddie； you just bought that big place outside Tuscaloosa…what； sixty acres； something like that。 And I notice your wife's driving a new Eldorado 。。。 well； Eddie； I look at you and see a man who's enjoying himself； am I right？ I see a man who likes being number one； for a change。 Some men get a chance like this and they blow it…think of Dickie Lockhart。〃
Eddie Spurling didn't want to think about that fool Dickie Lockhart。 What happened to Dickie Lockhart was a damn fluke。 Eddie ground his Red Man to a soggy pulp。 〃You got a place I could spit this？〃 he asked。
〃The sink is fine；〃 Weeb said。 Angrily Eddie Spurling drilled the wad straight into the disposal。
〃So what's it gonna be；〃 Charlie Weeb said。 〃You want to be a star； or not？〃
Later that afternoon； Deacon Johnson knocked on the door to Reverend Weeb's private office。 Inside； Reverend Weeb was getting a vigorous back rub and dictating a Sunday sermon for transcription。
〃Who you got lined up for the healing？〃 Weeb grunted； the masseuse kneading his freckled shoulder blades。
〃No kids；〃 Deacon Johnson reported glumly。 〃Florida's different from Louisiana； Charles。 The state welfare office threatened to shut us down if we use any kids on the show。〃
〃Pagan assholes！〃
Charlie Weeb had planned a grand healing for the morning of the big bass tournament。 A lavish pulpit was being constructed as part of the weigh station。
〃Now what？〃 he said。
〃I'm going down to the VA tomorrow to look for some cripples；〃 Deacon Johnson said。
〃Not real cripples？〃
〃No；〃 said the deacon。 〃With some of the vets； it es and goes。 They stub their toe； they get a wheelchair…it's all in their head。 I think we can find one to play along。〃
〃Be careful；〃 Reverend Weeb said。 〃All we need is some fruitcake Rambo flashing back to Nam on live TV。〃
〃Don't worry；〃 Deacon Johnson said。 〃Charles； I thought you'd like to hear some good news。〃
〃Absolutely。〃
Deacon Johnson said； 〃The tournament's full。 Today we got our fiftieth boat。〃
〃Thank God。〃 The hundred…fifty grand in entry fees would almost cover costs。 〃Anybody famous？〃 Weeb asked。
〃No； couple of brothers；〃 Deacon Johnson said。 〃In fact； Eddie said he never even heard of them。 Tile is the name。 James and Chico。〃
The preacher chuckled and rolled over on his back。 〃Long as the check cleared；〃 he said。
Catherine was astonished when they went through the Golden Glades interchange and the toll…booth lady hardly looked twice at Lucas。
〃I can't believe it；〃 Catherine said as they drove away。
Behind the wheel； Thomas Curl scowled。 〃What the hell would she say？〃
When they had pulled up to the booth； Curl had reached out with his dog…headed arm to get the ticket。 The toll…booth lady glanced benignly at the pit bull； which was deposing rather noticeably。
〃Have a nice day；〃 the toll…booth lady said。 〃I'm all out of Milk…bones。〃
〃Thanks just the same；〃 said Thomas Curl； driving on。
He had named the dead dog head Lucas。
〃Why not Luke？〃 Catherine asked。
〃What a dumb name for a dog。〃
Thomas Curl held the pistol tightly with his left hand； that's why he'd had to reach for the toll ticket with his right arm； the dog arm。 That's the one he steered with。 Catherine could see that it was grossly swollen with infection。 The pus…lathered flesh had turned gray； with lightning streaks of crimson。
〃You should see a doctor。〃
〃After I see Dennis；〃 Thomas Curl said。 〃And after I see your goddamn husband。〃 Curl was sweating like a pig。
Catherine said； 〃He's not my husband anymore。〃
〃I still plan to kill him； on account of Lemus。〃
〃See if I care；〃 said Catherine； staring out the window； seemingly enjoying the ride。
Thomas Curl didn't know what to make of her。 The girl should have been frightened to death。
〃Wait'll he finds out where you are。〃
〃Decker？ What makes you think he still cares？〃 she bluffed。
Thomas Curl laughed coarsely。 〃He's only got about a million fucking pitchers。〃
〃Of me？〃
〃Fucking A。 Under the bed； in the closet； probably in his underpants drawer too。 Didn't you know that？〃
Catherine didn't know about the pictures。 She wondered which ones R。J。 had kept； which ones he liked best。
〃My husband's a doctor。 He could take a look at that arm when he gets back tonight。〃 Another bluff。 James would have passed out at the sight。
〃No way；〃 Thomas said。 〃We're headed for Lauderdale。〃 He looked down at the dog head and smiled。 〃Ain't that right； Lucas boy？〃
Catherine was not surprised when Lucas made no reply； but Thomas Curl frowned unhappily。 〃Lucas； you hear me？ Goddammit； puppy； speak！〃
The festering dog head clung mutely to his arm。
Thomas Curl shoved the barrel
