Miles and Adonia drove down the road. Suddenly, Radzinsky popped out of nowhere, brandishing his gun. "Stop right there!" he shouted. Miles slammed on the breaks. "Miles? What are you doing here? I was expecting LaFleur."
"LaFleur's busy," Miles said. "Horace sent us instead. We're in the circle of trust."
"Get out!" Radzinsky yelled. Miles and Adonia got out of the van.
"We're supposed to give you this and he said you had something for us," Adonia said. She tossed the bag to Radzinsky. Radzinsky rolled out the bag and whistled. It was a body bag. Radzinsky laid it flat on the ground.
Two men in hard hats came out of the jungle carrying a body on a stretcher.
"What happened to him?" Miles asked.
"He had an accident," Radzinsky said bluntly.
"What kind of accident?" Miles inquired.
"He fell into a ditch."
Miles and Adonia looked down at the body as the men in the hard hats laid it next to the body bag. "Is that a bullet hold in his head?" Miles asked.
"The ditch had a gun," Adonia remarked.
"It doesn't matter what happened to him because knowing that is not your job. Your job is to do what I tell you to." Radzinsky was starting to get angry.
The body was thrown into the back of the van. "Take him back to Horace now," Radzinsky said. He and the two other men clambered back into the jungle. Once they were out of sight, Adonia said, "Are you gonna check it out or not?"
"Let's see what really happened," Miles agreed. He hopped into the back of the van and unzipped the body bag.