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The further they walked, the more Vecchio hated this place. He didn't cough as much though and he concentrated on the only good thing. Finding Benny. He'd be glad to see the wolf again too. Okay, two good things. Two good things surrounded by crap, some dinosaurs, a trampoline, and more crap. He couldn't even yell at Frannie about it because she wasn't here. He wasn't sure if that was good or bad yet. He missed cheeseburgers already. He'd been eating hospital food for days.
"I like the wigwams," he muttered as they passed some of the huts. "How many of these did they sucker Benny into building?"
Under pressure --knifepoint or gunpoint or something-- Ray would have admitted that Stanley took okay care of Fraser. But he doubted any of these other assholes did.