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could react, they slammed the lid and somehow jammed it closed. Cheswick
shouted
ami pounded on the metal as their jeering laughter faded into the distance.
For over an hour, Cheswick was trapped in the dark, thrashing around amid the
grease and slime from dozens of cheap meals. The stench of rotting food
filled
his nostrils, making it difficult to breathe. There was little danger of
suffocation; the seal on the rusting dumpster was far from airtight. But that
didn't make it any more pleasant.
Still, the smell wasn't the worst part. Thanks to the greasy bits of leftover
food, the pitch-black dumpster was infested with countless numbers of
cockroaches. The roaches had no particular interest in the human who'd
invaded
their feeding ground, but at the same time, they had no hesitation about
crawling across his body on their way to their afternoon meal. There were too
many to kill them all, and it was too dark to be able to stay away from them.
His skin clammy with sweat, Cheswick quickly realized that he'd better keep
his
eyes and mouth tightly closed if he didn't want any of the vermin crawling in
accidentally. Tears streamed silently down his cheeks as the terrified youth
wore his hands bloody, banging loudly cm the lid in an attempt to force it
open
or at least attract attention. It took forever until the owner of the tattoo
parlor finally heard the noise and released the filthy, trembling boy back
out




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into the daylight.
That was why he hated children.
The years had brought many changes to Martin Cheswick. True, he still wasn't
particularly athletic or funny, and his doctor hounded him regularly about
finally getting serious about a diet. However, as he grew to adulthood,
Cheswick
had discovered that his shortcomings held little weight in the light of his
many
successes. He'd grown up to become a powerful, influential man. A man whose
decisions affected millions. A man to whom people paid attention. Yet, even
so,
none of it erased the traumas of the past, and none of it changed the fact
that
he still hated children.
So why was he visiting an after-school program?
The answer was actually quite simple. Whatever his personal feelings might
be,
Senator Martin Cheswick was a consummate politician. And this was an election
year.
All of which meant that when the invitation came to visit an after-school