The polystyrene container cracked open, and a plastic-wrapped human head popped out and rolled to the building.

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“Christ!” Igor Lugosi shouted as he watched in horror.

“What happened?” roared a voice from above.

“The hand truck’s wheels missed the ramp and pitched over the side!"

“Well, don’t just stand there; jump down and hand over that parcel. I’ll repack it. You can forget about the ice. Just gather up all that foam and trash it. Then get out of here. And, Igor …”

“What?”

“This never happened.”