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named the epidemic the Plague of Justice. She didn't think it was funny at all, ranting, spitting, insisting that somebody froze their little rat heads with dry ice." "Dry ice? What.. why.." "To not leave evidence. Talk about paranoia! Her railing all over the university that mystery intruders froze her rat's heads did not play too well with the dean who figured that she popped her cork. She got the heave ho. Damn, I misread her. She preyed on me and God fixed her ass. Croaked her first born rats and tossed the rest of them for free." There was a silence as Macaluso was back into a short smirking reverie. "What a nearly deadly summer! It turned out great on the balance, though - no grass, no rats, and a thousand in cash for one days work. Great summer - aside from one little glitch when I tried to land a hospital orderly job and couldn't. Then my uncle said he knew somebody at the hospital. An inside track. Heck, I couldn't lose. This was my destiny. An inside track to a job in a hospital? Really, what could go wrong?" He smiled with that delivery then just began laughing. "What? What're you laughing at?" But he was far away, "What? Tell me." she prodded.