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“I understand the physical demands of working here are pretty tough.”
“We have to fill about four hundredorders a second, so it’s nonstop movement. A picker’s handheld device will receive a ping every time an order is placed. And the system directs the picker to the shelf where that item is. And the process starts. The workers here have to be able to lift about fifty pounds and walk or stand for up to twelve hours a day. And you’ll probably end up walking fifteen miles in a shift. But, hey, walkingis good exercise, right? I make my rounds every day at the same time, checking on things.” He looked at his watch. “In fact, I’ll be heading out in about an hour to do just that. I get to hobnob with the workers, and it’s good for them to see management out there on the floor. But it’s not all fun and games. I have other managers on the floor and their job is to make sure the work gets done.We ride the people pretty hard, because upper level management rides us pretty hard. We don’t hit our quotas we’re looking for another job. And this place is so big it could hold over twenty football fields, so there’s a lot of ground to cover. We sometimes even ride bikes or three-wheelers to get to places faster and cover as much ground as possible. And with the new addition it’ll be half againbigger. And we have a climate control system, but it can still get pretty hot.”
“Well, obviously people want to work here.”
“The pay is good. Pickers start out at ten bucks an hour, plus health care and a 401(k) plan. You’re here five years, you’re making sixteen an hour. And we give out a decent amount of overtime and during big crunch periods like Christmas we have mandatoryovertime, where they’ll work fifty-five to seventy hours a week. With the overtime, a lot of people here earn forty grand a year or more. These days that puts you in the middle class, especially if both husband and wife work here, and we have a lot of those. And hell, in this town that could even make you rich.”
“But Frank Mitchell told me you had trouble finding workers?”
“And he probably told you why. We have about a thousand employees but we always need more. And we’ll definitely need more with the new addition coming online. Problem is hundreds of the applicants couldn’t pass a drug test. Hell, it’s like that all over the country. Kids, parents, grandparents, all hooked on crap.” He paused. “There you have it, the world of the FCs.”
“Now let’s go tothe world where Frank Mitchell lost his life,” said Decker.
Ross led Decker down a set of metal steps to the main floor and then down a long concourse to where the addition was being constructed. He had to unlock a door and they stepped into a cavernous area that largely resembled the space that they had just left. Only there were no people here and no products on the towering shelves.
“Normally there would be lots of construction workers here, but the police have closed that down while they investigate. I hope they let them back in soon. I’ve already gotten calls from management. They’re not happy about the shutdown. We’re on a tight time frame to get this piece done.”
“Cops don’t care about construction schedules.”
“I know that. I was on the phonewith management when you showed up. I mean, I’m sure they’re sad that Frank died. Nobody deserved what happened to him, but it’s still a business.”
“Right,” said Decker, looking around. “So where did it happen?”
“Over here.”
Ross led him to an area on one side of the addition.
There was a column of robotic arms located here, although the tall shelves theywould be lifting boxes onto were not yet in place. It was only concrete walls.
And on one section of wall Decker could see bloodstains and other human matter. Around the robotic arm at this space was yellow police tape.
“We’re not supposed to go inside the tape,” said Ross. “I guess you already know that,” he added hastily.
“Have the police gone over the area?”
“They were in yesterday and early this morning. Photos and diagrams and measuring stuff and dusting surfaces.”
“Pretty routine for something like this,” noted Decker. “Has anyone checked that robotic arm to see what happened?”
“The company that installed it is sending a team in to go over it with a fine-toothed comb. We have to get this figured out. I mean, this cannothappen again. No way. When Frank was found the thing still had a hold of him. He was smashed up against that wall. The arm can move in slow motions, or it can do rapid movements with enough force to rip your head off.”
“Why was Frank here last night?”
“Part of his job was to oversee things in the addition. He would normally make rounds through here right before he left forthe day. The construction workers get in at seven and knock off around five. I wasn’t here when it happened, but I got a call telling me about it.”
“Who called?”
“Marjorie Linton. She’s in operations. She and Frank worked together. She knew that he had gone to check some things out. When he didn’t return, she tried his cell phone but he didn’t answer. Then she went to lookfor him. And found his body.”
“And then she called you?”
“Yes. She was hysterical. I was the one who called the police after I got her to calm down so I could understand what she was saying.”
Decker looked at the murderous robotic arm. “So he would have been here inspecting the robot?”
“Sure, he could have been. Frank knew how the different robots functioned.”
“So the thing was operational?”
