Ray shrugged. "No idea, Chris, but I don't plan on askin'. An' you probably shouldn't either. Guv'd just get more annoyed and tell you to stop actin' like a nancy."

He scowled for a moment, and then leaned forward to at least remove his suit jacket. "Hell, shit's probably gonna stink. Blood's dried and all." And he threw it generally in the same place Chris' had ended up. There. At least his shirt wasn't as bloody.