“I’m reporting this,” Juan shoved a finger in Charlie’s face.

“To who? All your inspector buddies are on break,” Charlie shot back.

“Not for long, this time I’ll see to it you’re fired.”

“That doesn’t sound like a healthy decision to me.”

“You don’t intimidate me like everyone else here, I don’t care if you are the biggest, baddest drug dealer in the slaughterhouse.”

Charlie’s eyes burned with rage. He swung his air hammer up and stunned Juan with it.

He fell among the cattle, unconscious. Charlie whistled and Jorge came running over.

"What happened?"

"He got in the way," Charlie said.

“Serv...

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