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Narcissus in Chains :: Гамильтон Лорел
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Bobby Lee opened the back of the Jeep, his gun angled downfor a shot at the "body."
"If I fire into the top of his head, the bullets may cut your legs out from under you."
He moved off to one side, gun steady. "My deepest apologies, ma'am, I know better than that."
I pressed the gun barrel more securely into the top of the head and began to reach slowly towards the neck that was just visible under the very dead top body.
"I'm alive." The voice made me jump and nearly made me squeeze the trigger.
"Shit," I said.
"Why don't you finish it?" the man asked. His voice was pain-filled, but not thick. I'd missed heart and lungs. Careless of me.
"Because that wasn't Narcissus's voice over the speaker system, and Ulysses said they had your lovers. That we didn't know what they'd do to your lovers if you guys failed them. Who is the guy over the speaker? Who is 'they'? Where the fuck is Narcissus? Why would the werehyenas let anyone take them over like this?"
"You're not going to kill me?" He made it a question.
"You answer our questions, and I give you my word that we won't kill you."
"May I move?"
"If you can."
He moved slowly, painfully onto his side. His hair was curly, dark, cut very short, skin pale. He turned until he could see my eyes, and the effort left him shaking, his lips blue, which made me think maybe we didn't have much time to ask our questions, that maybe we'd already killed him, just not fast enough.
His eyes were a strange shade of gold. "I'm Bacchus," he said in that pain-filled voice.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Anita, that's Bobby Lee, now start talking."
"Ask me anything."
I started asking. Bacchus started answering. He didn't die. By the time we crossed the bridge into Missouri, his lips were pink and healthy and the dazed look had left his eyes. I was really going to have to start packing better ammo.
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BACCHUS ACTUALLY DIDN'T know all that much. Narcissus had introduced his new gentleman fair, Chimera, and they'd seemed to be having a wonderful time together. If not true love, then the rough trade they both wanted. Then Narcissus had gone into one of the rooms and not come back out. For twenty-four hours the werehyenas had thought it was just sex, but after that, they stopped believing Chimera's assurances that Narcissus was alright. Ajax had managed to get inside, and that's when it went bad.
"Ajax told us Narcissus was being tortured, really tortured."
"Why didn't you rescue him?" I asked.
"Chimera came with his own bodyguards.
Bobby Lee opened the back of the Jeep, his gun angled downfor a shot at the "body."
"If I fire into the top of his head, the bullets may cut your legs out from under you."
He moved off to one side, gun steady. "My deepest apologies, ma'am, I know better than that."
I pressed the gun barrel more securely into the top of the head and began to reach slowly towards the neck that was just visible under the very dead top body.
"I'm alive." The voice made me jump and nearly made me squeeze the trigger.
"Shit," I said.
"Why don't you finish it?" the man asked. His voice was pain-filled, but not thick. I'd missed heart and lungs. Careless of me.
"Because that wasn't Narcissus's voice over the speaker system, and Ulysses said they had your lovers. That we didn't know what they'd do to your lovers if you guys failed them. Who is the guy over the speaker? Who is 'they'? Where the fuck is Narcissus? Why would the werehyenas let anyone take them over like this?"
"You're not going to kill me?" He made it a question.
"You answer our questions, and I give you my word that we won't kill you."
"May I move?"
"If you can."
He moved slowly, painfully onto his side. His hair was curly, dark, cut very short, skin pale. He turned until he could see my eyes, and the effort left him shaking, his lips blue, which made me think maybe we didn't have much time to ask our questions, that maybe we'd already killed him, just not fast enough.
His eyes were a strange shade of gold. "I'm Bacchus," he said in that pain-filled voice.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Anita, that's Bobby Lee, now start talking."
"Ask me anything."
I started asking. Bacchus started answering. He didn't die. By the time we crossed the bridge into Missouri, his lips were pink and healthy and the dazed look had left his eyes. I was really going to have to start packing better ammo.
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BACCHUS ACTUALLY DIDN'T know all that much. Narcissus had introduced his new gentleman fair, Chimera, and they'd seemed to be having a wonderful time together. If not true love, then the rough trade they both wanted. Then Narcissus had gone into one of the rooms and not come back out. For twenty-four hours the werehyenas had thought it was just sex, but after that, they stopped believing Chimera's assurances that Narcissus was alright. Ajax had managed to get inside, and that's when it went bad.
"Ajax told us Narcissus was being tortured, really tortured."
"Why didn't you rescue him?" I asked.
"Chimera came with his own bodyguards.