Zach snorted. “I’ve had their sandwiches. You’ll be lucky if you can get through even one, so choose. I’m getting the pastrami special on rye.”
“I think I’ll have the Reuben and potato salad on the side.”
With that decided, Zach called in their order, telling Ben after hanging up that dinner would arrive in half an hour. He turned on the TV to a local news channel.
“Are you trying to depress us?” Ben asked when the first two stories were political.
“Nope. I want to make certain there’s nothing about what happened at the barn.”
Ben chuckled. “I can see it now, ‘Massacre at barn leaves four dead, the perpetrators on the run.’”
“The reason we have a clean-up crew.”
“What do they do with the bodies?” Ben asked.