(eng) Mercedes Lackey & Other - Bedlam's Bard 06 by Music to My Sorrow (with Rosemary Edghil)

Author:Music to My Sorrow (with Rosemary Edghil) [Sorrow, Music to My]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 7:

My Father’s House

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Ace had left Hosea parked on the road outside and walked in, because Margot’s pink showboat was just too darned noticeable. Fortunately the casino was doing a booming business even at this hour, and that had covered her approach.

Getting into the building wasn’t a problem. It might be Atlantic City instead of Tulsa, but Daddy hadn’t changed the locks. He still used numerical key-pad locks, and the access codes were various Bible verses. The one for the elevator was still John 4:13—the elevator was locked down for the night, but she typed in “5646413,” and the elevator began to move. It played Muzak versions of praise-songs softly through its speakers. She shuddered at the banality of it.

She reached the top floor—of course Daddy’s offices would be in the penthouse. The doors didn’t open, and she punched in “628848,” her mind automatically supplying the citation: Matthew 4:8. Again the devil taketh him up into an exceeding high mountain, and sheweth him all the kingdoms of the world, and the glory of them.

The doors opened. She stepped out into the corridor, listening hard, but everything was quiet.

She’d never been here before, but the place had a creepy similarity to her father’s offices in Tulsa—not that it looked like them, because it didn’t—rather, it looked like what he’d wanted them to be like. As if this place were the realization of a dream. It was easy to know where to go, and where everything ought to be—this was just the old Fairchild Ministry World Headquarters, redone and enlarged, but designed by the same mind just the same. She wondered what those men who’d suggested he leave Tulsa—Ria had told her about that—would think if they could see where he was now.

If they were smart, they’d be wondering where the money had come from.

At the end of the hall was a set of big mahogany double doors touched with gold leaf. The doors were closed now, but during the day, they’d be open, she knew. There’d be a big outer office and reception area, with Mrs. Granger’s desk in the middle of it in front of another set of big mahogany doors, and behind those would be Daddy’s private office and personal study, the one that would be in all the publicity photos.

She hurried up to the doors and punched in the keycode, automatically reciting the Bible verse in her head. The light on the lock went from red to green, and Ace eased the door open.

It was darker in here than it was out in the hall, and she risked using the little LED flashlight she and Hosea had picked up on the way over here. It put out a lot of light for its size, but the beam was really small, and probably wouldn’t be seen from outside so long as she didn’t shine it at the windows.

The room looked very much as she’d expected it to—larger and grander than the one in Tulsa, of course.

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