Chapter 13 except, Crooked Little VEin by Warren Ellis.
"This is where we shoot salt water into your testicles," said Gary.
He'd converted a big room in the back of the house into a huge walk-in shower room, with sound speakers recessed high into the walls.
"You're going to have to take your clothes off," Gary observed. "Not that I'm looking forward to seeing you naked, believe me. You're in shitty shape for a private detective."
"How many private detectives do you know?"
"Well...there's Magnum."
"Get away from me."
"Drop 'em."
"So this is the deal. I let you do this thing to me, and I get the receipt."
"Right. And quit with the 'do this thing to me' like I'm gonna mutilate you or something. This'll be fun."
"This is what you do for fun?"
"I get some buddies around, we shoot some saline, we have fun. It's a party thing. Play some music, have some drinks, you know. I mean, it's not like we meet in the alleyways and mutter, 'wanna do some saline?' It's on the Web, right? Like your girlfriend said."
"She's not my girlfriend."
"You sure?"
"I would have noticed."
He cocked his head to one side. "Huh. Maybe not. She's way cooler than you are. Straight people are so fucking weird."
Aryan Guy came in, stark naked and carrying steaming jugs of water. "Let's give this guy some balls," he laughed.
Trix followed him in, holding a small medical bag. She winked at me. "I want to see this."
"I'm your fucking thesis now?"
"You need to relax," she said, handing Gary the bag. "This is going to be a new experience for you. Just enjoy it for what it is."
"It's being trapped in a shower with a gay cop who wants to mutilate my nuts, Trix."
"Oh, will you unclench? Now get 'em of."
"Gary, does she have to be here?"
"Trix wants to be here, man."
"I don't want her to see me naked."
"Dude none of us wants to see you naked."
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