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Stephen King
squat [skwOt], ragged ['rxgId], sergeant ['sRG(q)nt]
“I imagine he's gone. But why take chances? Go on. Do it.”
She walked stiltedly back to the car, her shadow following, a dark mascot who stuck close at this hour of the day. When she leaned into the back seat, Burt squatted beside the boy. White male, no distinguishing marks. Run over, yes, but the T-Bird hadn't cut the kid's throat. It had been cut raggedly and inefficiently — no army sergeant had shown the killer the finer points of hand-to-hand assassination — but the final effect had been deadly. He had either run or been pushed through the last thirty feet of corn, dead or mortally wounded. And Burt Robeson had run him down. If the boy had still been alive when the car hit him, his life had been cut short by thirty seconds at most.
Vicky tapped him on the shoulder (Вики похлопала/хлопнула его по плечу) and he jumped (он вздрогнул;
She was standing with the brown army blanket over her left arm (она стояла с коричневым армейским одеялом /перекинутым/ через левую руку), the cased pump shotgun in her right hand (/и/ зачехленным пневмоническим ружьем в правой руке;
“You okay (ты в порядке)?” He looked up at her (он поднял взгляд на нее: «посмотрел вверх на нее»). “Vicky?”
“Okay,” she said in a strangled voice (вымолвила она сдавленным голосом;
He flipped the sides of the blanket over the body (он перекинул края одеяла через тело;