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The Lunatic Cafe :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 219 из 234He took two automatics, a derringer, and a knife big enough to pass for a short sword from Edward. I had no idea where he'd been hiding the knife.
"Who do the two of you think you are? The freaking cavalry?"
Edward didn't say a thing. If he could be quiet, so could I. There were too many guns to make one of them angry and try to jump the rest. We were outnumbered and outgunned. It was not a good way to start the week.
"Now we are all going to go downstairs," Titus said. "We want you all to join us in the hunt. You will be let out into the woods. If you can get away from us, then you are free. You can run to the nearest police and turn us in. You try anything funny before we let you go, and we will just kill you. You all understand that?"
We just looked at him.
"I can't hear you."
"I heard what you said," I said.
"How 'bout you, blondie?"
"I heard you, too," Edward said.
"Wolfman, you hear me?"
"Don't call me that," Richard said. He didn't sound particularly scared, either. Good.
If you're going to die, at least die brave. It pisses your enemies off.
"Can we put our hands down now?" I asked.
"No," Titus said.
My left arm was beginning to throb. If that was the most painful thing that happened to me tonight, I'd be ahead of the game.
Aikensen went first. Richard next with the dark-haired man and his calm eyes at his back. The bearded man. Then me. Titus. Edward. Grey Hair and his rifle next. Kaspar brought up the rear. It was a parade.
The stairs led into a natural cavern below the house. It was about sixty by thirty feet, with a ceiling that wasn't higher than twelve feet. A tunnel led out the far wall. Electric lights gave a harsh yellow glow to everything. Two cages were set into the granite walls. In the far cage Jason was huddled into a fetal ball. He didn't move as we all trooped in.
"What have you done to him?" Richard said.
"Tried to get him to change for us," Titus said. "Birdie here said he'd be an easy mark."
Kaspar looked uncomfortable. Whether it was the Birdie remark or Jason's stubbornness, it was hard to tell. "He will change for us."
"So you say," Grey Hair said.
Kaspar frowned at him.
Aikensen opened the empty cage. His nose was still bleeding. He had a wad of Kleenex held to it, but it wasn't helping much. The Kleenexes were crimson.
"In ya go, Wolfie," Titus said.
Richard hesitated.
"Mr. Carmichael, the boy, if you please."
Dark Hair put up his 9mm, and got out a.22 from his waistband.
"Who do the two of you think you are? The freaking cavalry?"
Edward didn't say a thing. If he could be quiet, so could I. There were too many guns to make one of them angry and try to jump the rest. We were outnumbered and outgunned. It was not a good way to start the week.
"Now we are all going to go downstairs," Titus said. "We want you all to join us in the hunt. You will be let out into the woods. If you can get away from us, then you are free. You can run to the nearest police and turn us in. You try anything funny before we let you go, and we will just kill you. You all understand that?"
We just looked at him.
"I can't hear you."
"I heard what you said," I said.
"How 'bout you, blondie?"
"I heard you, too," Edward said.
"Wolfman, you hear me?"
"Don't call me that," Richard said. He didn't sound particularly scared, either. Good.
If you're going to die, at least die brave. It pisses your enemies off.
"Can we put our hands down now?" I asked.
"No," Titus said.
My left arm was beginning to throb. If that was the most painful thing that happened to me tonight, I'd be ahead of the game.
Aikensen went first. Richard next with the dark-haired man and his calm eyes at his back. The bearded man. Then me. Titus. Edward. Grey Hair and his rifle next. Kaspar brought up the rear. It was a parade.
The stairs led into a natural cavern below the house. It was about sixty by thirty feet, with a ceiling that wasn't higher than twelve feet. A tunnel led out the far wall. Electric lights gave a harsh yellow glow to everything. Two cages were set into the granite walls. In the far cage Jason was huddled into a fetal ball. He didn't move as we all trooped in.
"What have you done to him?" Richard said.
"Tried to get him to change for us," Titus said. "Birdie here said he'd be an easy mark."
Kaspar looked uncomfortable. Whether it was the Birdie remark or Jason's stubbornness, it was hard to tell. "He will change for us."
"So you say," Grey Hair said.
Kaspar frowned at him.
Aikensen opened the empty cage. His nose was still bleeding. He had a wad of Kleenex held to it, but it wasn't helping much. The Kleenexes were crimson.
"In ya go, Wolfie," Titus said.
Richard hesitated.
"Mr. Carmichael, the boy, if you please."
Dark Hair put up his 9mm, and got out a.22 from his waistband.