Characters in Graveyard Shift

… “Well, let's go,” Brogan said, bringing up another hose. “Me, Ippeston, Dangerfield, Nedeau. Stevenson, go up to the office and get a few more lights.”

… Hall and Wisconsky were waiting to go in with their hoses when a sandy-haired bullneck named Carmichael began howling curses and backing away, slapping at his chest with his gloved hands.

… “Ray Upson had to go home,” Charlie Brochu said. “He puke?” someone asked. “I almost did.” “Nuh. Ray'd eat cowflop before he'd puke. Rat bit him.”

Cy Ippeston called mutinously. Hall had tipped a few with him the week before. He was a young guy, wearing a smut-stained baseball cap and a T-shirt.

“Me, Ippeston, Dangerfield, Nedeau. Stevenson, go up to the office and get a few more lights.”

Hall was sitting on the bench by the elevator, the only place on the third floor where a working joe could catch a smoke, when Warwick came up.

… Hall threw the can hard, then smiled thinly to himself as the faint sound of Warwick's voice came down through the overhead ducts, reading Harry Wisconsky the riot act.

“Me, Ippeston, Dangerfield, Nedeau. Stevenson, go up to the office and get a few more lights.”

… “Ray Upson had to go home,” Charlie Brochu said. “He puke?” someone asked. “I almost did.” “Nuh. Ray'd eat cowflop before he'd puke. Rat bit him.”

… Stevenson, go up to the office and get a few more lights.” Ippeston looked down into the darkness thoughtfully. “Maybe they stopped for a smoke,” he said. “A few rats, what the hell.” Stevenson came back with the lights; a few moments later they started down.

… There was none of the usual rough banter from the other men, the pulling of shirttails, the cracks about who was keeping Tony's wife warm between the hours of one and four.

Hall was sitting on the bench by the elevator, the only place on the third floor where a working joe could catch a smoke, when Warwick came up.