Guess what I got in the trunk? An Igloo cooler. And guess what's in the cooler? A human head.'
Shad violently expelled the cigar out the window. He wiped his mouth on the sleeve of his camo jacket.
'No joke,' Garcia said. 'Property of one Francisco Goyo, deceased. I can't begin to tell you how much gas I've wasted on the case. The fat prick got dumped in a dozen different zip codes.'
'Why,' Shad asked, 'do you got his head in an Igloo?'
'So it won't stink up the car.
Shad violently expelled the cigar out the window. He wiped his mouth on the sleeve of his camo jacket.
'No joke,' Garcia said. 'Property of one Francisco Goyo, deceased. I can't begin to tell you how much gas I've wasted on the case. The fat prick got dumped in a dozen different zip codes.'
'Why,' Shad asked, 'do you got his head in an Igloo?'
'So it won't stink up the car.
( Carl Hiaasen )
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