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lejandro Lopez—he preferred to be called Alex rather than Alejandro, because the Americanized name made white folks feel like he was one of them—stood in Mrs. Schneider’s violated backyard, a place he’d never thought he’d be permitted to enter. Not that he’d particularly wanted to—you didn’t usually rush over to barbecue with a neighbor who
considered you subhuman. Despite the horrible thing he was looking at, he couldn’t shake the sense of having successfully breached enemy territory.
Alex’s partner, John Miller (was there any more stolidly American name than John Miller? Alex wondered) wandered back to Alex’s side, having lost his lunchtime meatball sub in the far corner of Mrs. Schneider’s well-tended yard.
“Wha
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