"That’s that’s that’s right." Off to the right the lights of a van switched
on, and Go-Mo, an old friend of Eddy’s brought the van around to the truck.
"They continue down to the U. of C, go through the whole rigmarole with the
boxes, sign in and out. Next day, the boxes are opened and the hides are gone. 
They think they were stolen from the U. of C., and we weren’t anywhere near the
scene of the crime."