Cut Down to Size

Calley turned down the music as the harvester continued its computer controlled progress across the prairie towards a rendezvous with the farm truck in the distance.
He lugged the twitching body to the front platform, casting it down into the cutters which like a giant electric blender shredded the corpse in seconds leaving a long red streak across the field and neat hamburger sized chunks of meat in its bowels.
Calley would work out a story for the County Sheriff with no shred of remorse as Brannigan was a two-bit shit and had no business messing with his girl.