[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
private estate somewhere in the state. Only one native seems to know the location, and he's not telling. "It was really something." Said Otto Sams who owns a 250 Cyberblood by Jonathan Amsbary small construction company. "Far as I know, you could be twenty feet from it and not know it's there. Probably couldn't see it from the air." Sams, whose job it was to clear and prepare the site, knows what he's talking about. "I've been clearing land in Alabama for twenty years and I ain't never seen anything like it." Said Sams. Sams claims that all the other workers were imported and most didn't even speak English. "I was kind of a gopher for the project. Someone to take care of stuff, you know." Sam's may know where the Alabama castle is, but he's not talking. "I have a reputation in this town. I get paid to keep my mouth shut, I keep it shut." The story went on, but she had what she needed. Jean agreed that it was a solid lead and they should track it down. He did add one thing "Ginger, if you can find this guy. I mean if he's still alive. He's alive because she didn't want to close of all the leads. It might be a trap. Be careful." "Yes Master." she said so sharply Jean wondered if he heard a trace of sarcasm in her voice. "A .357!" Julie woke suddenly and punched Pat in the arm two minutes before their wake up call came. "Huh?" Was all Pat could muster after his short sleep. He hadn't felt the punch, yet. "What the hell are you doing with a gun!" She demanded. Pat rubbed his eyes and blinked. He held his hands instinctively in front of his face and struggled to full consciousness. His arm started to hurt, she had caught the muscle dead on. 251 Cyberblood by Jonathan Amsbary "Hold on." He said in an attempt to get some time for his brain to start working. He got up and went into the bathroom and splashed some water on his face. He walked back into the room and saw Julie glaring at him. "What do you want to know?" "I want to know what the hell you are doing with a gun. Those things are, are dangerous!" "I know." "Then what are you doing with it?" "I figured we might need it. I mean we're up against someone who's already killed someone." "But where did you get it?" "I've had it for years Julie. Julie I grew up in Iowa, farm country. Even geeks like me had guns. We all did." "You mean your parents know about that thing?" "They bought it for me for my sixteenth birthday." Julie was dumbfounded. Living in Bloomington she new about "townies" and their guns. But her father was a card carrying liberal. She used joke that he was thrown out of the SDS for his progressive ideas. She was raised to hate guns and everything they stood for. "But..." She just couldn't think of what to say. "Honey, please don't worry. I know how it works. I've shot it many times. I'm actually a pretty good shot. I've been thinking about joining a team up in Indianapolis this summer." "Is it legal for you to have that, to carry it around hidden." "Not in the least, and if I get caught with it I could get into big trouble. But trouble I can deal with. Being killed I can't" 252 Cyberblood by Jonathan Amsbary "You should have told me about it." Pat thought for a second "Honestly? It never occurred to me to tell you. It's just like you don't tell me if you're wearing heels or not. It's just not that big a deal." "Would you use it, you know, shoot someone?" "I hope to God I never have to find out. I don't know if I could use it to defend me, but I do know I'd kill any motherfucker who tried to hurt you." Julie secretly liked that answer. "Now can we please get some coffee and get over to the hospital? I don't know how to find her room. Her surgery is this afternoon, and I don't want Samantha being alone. If the freak who killed Wayne is down here, I don't want her hurt." "What about David?" "What about him? I don't want him hurt either." Neither of them could admit that David could actually have been the killer. * * * * David had walked his Mistress to the secret room that held her coffin. It has completely hidden, and no sunlight could find it. He watched the sun come up and wondered if it was the last time he would see it. If all went well his Mistress would turn him tonight. It made his head spin with delight and his heart swell with pride to think of it. There was hardly a fiber in his body that did not want what she was offering him. He thought about his former life and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |