From Neck Deep:
"It doesn't hurt much to get your throat cut, Gene Shoemaker thought. Once the surface nerves are gone, there's just the warm gush, then the panic, then a calmness that passes understanding–or so he hoped. They had dragged him out of the truck bed by his boots, hands tied in front, head bouncing against the hardpacked sand, and threw him into an aluminum canoe. When his ribs cracked against the gunwales, well, that hurt a lot more than a knife ever could."