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The Lunatic Cafe :: Гамильтон Лорел
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"We'd been discussing putting a bullet in him anyway. See if it would help persuade him to change for us. Now get in the cage."
Richard stood there.
Carmichael pointed the gun through the bars, sighting down his arm.
"Don't," Richard said. "I'll do it." He walked into the cage.
"Now you, Blondie."
Edward didn't argue. He just walked in. He was taking this a lot better than I thought he would.
Aikensen shut the door. He locked the door, then walked across to the second cage. He didn't unlock it. He waited with the soggy Kleenex pressed to his nose. A drop of blood fell to the floor.
"You get to share accommodations with our young friend."
Richard gripped the bars of his cage. "You can't put her in there. When he changes, he'll need to feed."
"Two things help the change happen," Kaspar said, "sex and blood. I saw how much Jason likes your lady friend."
"Don't do this, Kaspar."
"Too late," he said.
If I went in the cage, I was going to end up eaten alive. That was actually one of my top five ways not to die. I wasn't going in the cage. I'd make them shoot me first.
"Aikensen is going to open the cage, then you step inside, Ms. Blake."
"No," I said.
Titus looked at me. "Ms. Blake, Mr. Fienstien here will shoot you, won't you Mr. Fienstien?"
The bearded man, uncertain eyes and all, pointed a 9mm Beretta at me. A nice gun, if you didn't insist on buying American. The barrel looked very big, and solid from the wrong end.
"Fine, shoot me."
"Ms. Blake, we are not joking."
"Neither am I. My choices are being eaten alive or being shot. So shoot me."
"Mr. Carmichael, if you will point your.22 over here." Carmichael did. "We can wound you, Ms. Blake. Put a bullet in your leg and then shove you in that cage."
I looked into his beady little eyes and knew he would do it. I didn't want to go into the cage, but I really didn't want to go in wounded.
"I'm going to count to five, Ms. Blake, then Carmichael here is going to wound you and we will drag you into that cage. One. . two. . three. . four. ."
"All right, all right, damn you. Unlock the damn door."
Aikensen did. I walked in. The door clanged shut behind me. I stood there near the door. Jason was shivering as if he had a fever, but he never moved otherwise.
The men outside seemed disappointed. "We paid good money to hunt a werewolf," Grey Hair said. "We are not getting our money's worth.
"We'd been discussing putting a bullet in him anyway. See if it would help persuade him to change for us. Now get in the cage."
Richard stood there.
Carmichael pointed the gun through the bars, sighting down his arm.
"Don't," Richard said. "I'll do it." He walked into the cage.
"Now you, Blondie."
Edward didn't argue. He just walked in. He was taking this a lot better than I thought he would.
Aikensen shut the door. He locked the door, then walked across to the second cage. He didn't unlock it. He waited with the soggy Kleenex pressed to his nose. A drop of blood fell to the floor.
"You get to share accommodations with our young friend."
Richard gripped the bars of his cage. "You can't put her in there. When he changes, he'll need to feed."
"Two things help the change happen," Kaspar said, "sex and blood. I saw how much Jason likes your lady friend."
"Don't do this, Kaspar."
"Too late," he said.
If I went in the cage, I was going to end up eaten alive. That was actually one of my top five ways not to die. I wasn't going in the cage. I'd make them shoot me first.
"Aikensen is going to open the cage, then you step inside, Ms. Blake."
"No," I said.
Titus looked at me. "Ms. Blake, Mr. Fienstien here will shoot you, won't you Mr. Fienstien?"
The bearded man, uncertain eyes and all, pointed a 9mm Beretta at me. A nice gun, if you didn't insist on buying American. The barrel looked very big, and solid from the wrong end.
"Fine, shoot me."
"Ms. Blake, we are not joking."
"Neither am I. My choices are being eaten alive or being shot. So shoot me."
"Mr. Carmichael, if you will point your.22 over here." Carmichael did. "We can wound you, Ms. Blake. Put a bullet in your leg and then shove you in that cage."
I looked into his beady little eyes and knew he would do it. I didn't want to go into the cage, but I really didn't want to go in wounded.
"I'm going to count to five, Ms. Blake, then Carmichael here is going to wound you and we will drag you into that cage. One. . two. . three. . four. ."
"All right, all right, damn you. Unlock the damn door."
Aikensen did. I walked in. The door clanged shut behind me. I stood there near the door. Jason was shivering as if he had a fever, but he never moved otherwise.
The men outside seemed disappointed. "We paid good money to hunt a werewolf," Grey Hair said. "We are not getting our money's worth.