Chapter 20
Sam Fierro paused with his cleaver raised over the lamb carcass spread out across the wooden chopping block and waited for the other shoe to drop.
Kate had recruited him to do the day’s butchery. He enjoyed the work, it was a calming, meditative task that he could do with minimal thought. Each animal was different, so attention was required. But each animal was also the same, allowing his mind to spend most of the time doing as it pleased. The family butchery in Brooklyn had taught him to appreciate the balance.
A simple lamb-and-pork breakfast sausage for breakfast. Crab-stuffed lamb chops for lunch and bacon-wrapped crab as a dinner appetizer eventually leading to a pork roast main course. Kate was making good use of the whole animal, something he appreciated.
They’d never
