I get to the stairs. He's too fucking big to carry. I kind of drag his legs out over the edge, and stand to one side. I give his arm a good tug and over he goes, all the way down one flight, kind of stopping for a moment on the landing then keeping on down the second. He loses his shoes and the bag.
More blood gets on the walls.
A door opens at the bottom for a fraction of a second, then closes. A clean building is a safe building, I shout. There's no response, but I can hear some water sloshing in a pail in the apartment under mine. I pick up the shoes and the bag and tie him up again. I leave him in the hall and get the car.