'' you 'll be needing to call our friend chewbacca , '' baasen said . '' let him know about the change of plan . and he 'll be wanting to get the falcon ready to take off . and you can tell him there 's no hard feelings about cioran . i 'd have done the same as him . '' '' your plan is to take the
falcon

not smart . not smart at all . '' '' i figured you 'd be happy , '' the caller said . '' figured i was callin ' the widower of a murdered wife ' stead of some dumb ... '' '' dumb what ? '' pruett growled . the call disconnected . pruett wondered about how much stock to put in such a
call

removing the last nail , he lifted the lid and threw it on the floor . with the crate now opened it became immediately evident where the smell was coming from . the clerk yelled out in horror and stepped back quickly and then fell over his own feet as he tried to get as far from the crate as possible . inside was a body in the early stages of decomposition crumpled at the bottom of the
crate