Dirty work (3)

Mike tried crying, but the tears wouldn't come out.

After Vera had given him the shovel, he had tried finding a reason not to start digging. But, unfortunately, she was unmovable.

«I'm a girl. Do you want a girl to do the hard work?»

«Why not?»

«You tell me. Why not? You would see me sweat and move all this heavy ground.»

«Damn it, Vera!»

«Don't curse, or the dead will hear.»

«Oh, sorry, sorry...»

He sighed and removed a little ground. After a couple of shovelfuls, he took a break.

«Isn't there another way?» he asked.

«Nope. Not if you don't want to roam around during the night. Even though it's not a guarantee... There isn't any source telling vampires can't walk around during the day. It just doesn't happen...»

«But why are we doing this? It's like... ehm, a standard procedure? Can't anyone else do it, in your agency?»