It seems the two men had to move a car slightly or something
along those lines, with Davey in the small crane and Gordy directing on the
A loud ‘CLUNK’ emanated from somewhere in the block/hoist assembly – predictable for equipment of this vintage – and Gordy ducked, his eyes filled with fear.
Davey immediately felt a pang in his solar plexus as he looked down at Gordy’s face. That was no ordinary fear, mind you; it was the deepest, most guttural, primal terror that came from a man who had seen more horrors than most men would in seven lifetimes.