Turns out the biohazard business and the junk business are the same racket. Got into the hazardous stuff when somebody seen me cleanin up a jobsite, and they was lookin for someone to clean up a hoarder’s house across the road. I ain’t one to pass up money, but a man can only take cleanin up so many dead folks. Some lady been in her apartment long enough it was like somebody juiced her into the floorboards. But that didn’t happen til after the cats ate her face and most of a leg. I had to rip out the subfloor and clean all vents and pipes and lectrical underneath. Wasn’t no amount of money worth it. I didn’t do litter boxes less somebody died in one. I don’t trust no cat, and don’t trust no suit to keep that plasmatic toxo outta me.
Beautiful line "There ain’t no boss in the world actually knows what the hell is goin on with regular folks in the trenches.:
It took me a few days to get around to reading. So glad I remembered to come back. Any chance you have more? I'd be obsessed with this as a novel.
I adore the voice. May I ask if you had experience in this field yourself? How did you research?