It was cluttered with odd ration crates, bits of...
It was cluttered with odd ration crates, bits of wood from broken boxes, a pile of papers which had overflowed from a wastebasket, and a large worn desk pushed into one corner
"Are you Kerrigan?" Hearn asked the officer sitting at the desk
"That's right, sonny, what can I do for you?" Kerrigan had a lean, rather battered face with a few teeth missing
Hearn stared at him a moment, his anger pulsing again"Let's cut out all this 'sonny' crap He was rather startled by his own rage
"Anything you say, Lieutenant
Hearn controlled himself with an effort'"I've got a landing barge over the sideHere's the chanel 2.55 requisition for the supplies I wantI'd like to get out of here without taking up too much of your time or mine
Kerrigan went through the slip"This's for officers' mess, eh, Lieutenant?" He ticked off the items aloud"Five cases of whisky, a carton of salad oil, carton of mayonnaise" -- Kerrigan pronounced it "myonize" with an amused brogue -- "two crates of boned canned chicken, a box o' condiments, a dozen bottles of Worcestershire, a dozen bottles of chili, a crate of ketchupRestrained tastes y' haveI surmise tomorra you'll be sendin' out a barge to pick up a coupla jars of mustard"Pick and choose, pick and chanel classic bag choose He drew his pencil through most of the items"I can give y' the whiskyFor the rest of it, we're not runnin' a stop-and-shop
"If you'll notice the requisition is signed by Horton for the General
Kerrigan lit a cigarette"When the General runs this ship, I'll start to sweat before him He stared gleefully at Hearn"One of Horton's men, a captain something or other, picked up the supplies for Division Headquarters yesterdayWe're not special caterers to officers' mess, you knowYe'll draw your supplies in bulk and break 'em down on the beach
Hearn restrained his temperI have funds from officers' mess to pay gucci ladies watch for them
"But I'm not obliged to give them to youAnd I damn sure won'tIf y' want Spam, that I can give you, and not a penny out of your pocketBut for these little extras, I suggest that you wait till a Navy ship appears againI don't have any truck with this selling of myonize He scribbled something on the requisition"If ye'll take this down into hold number two, ye'll get your whiskyIf I didn't have to give you that, I wouldn't
"Well, thank you, Kerrigan
"Any time, Lieutenant, any time
Hearn paced down the corridor, his eyes glitteringThe ship rolled on a swell and he lurched into a bulkhead, smacking chanel purses and handbags his hand painfully against the metal to break the impactThen he halted, wiped the perspiration from his forehead and mouth again
He'd be damned if he'd go back without the suppliesKerrigan's smile angered him again, and with an effort he forced himself to grinThis was getting out of hand; Kerrigan after all had had style, was amusingThere were other ways to get the supplies, and he'd get themHe wasn't going to face the General and have to give explanations2 and descended the ladder to the refrigerator vaultsTo the man on duty, he handed the requisition
"Just five cases of whisky, huh?"
Hearn massaged his chanel earrings logo c