Alex Barnaby - 01 - Metro Girl by Janet Evanovich

Author:Janet Evanovich
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery
ISBN: 9780060584023
Publisher: HarperTorch
Published: 2005-09-08T07:00:00+00:00

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CHAPTER NINE

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I couldn't believe they shot Hooker. He was facedown on the deck, and he wasn't moving. My heart was in my throat, and I was so enraged my vision was blurred.

"Get in the cabin," Slick said, motioning at me with his gun.

"Listen to me, you sack of slime," I yelled, coming out of the RIB wielding an oar. "I've had a really bad day. First the spider and then the leeches. My underwear's riding up my ass, and I hate this freaking humidity. I'm not going into the cabin. The only way you're going to get me into the cabin is to shoot me, like you shot Hooker."

"Lady, that's really tempting, but I need to get some answers from you."

"You're not getting any answers from me. And get off our boat."

Both guys blew out a sigh.

"Get her," Slick said to Gimpy.

Gimpy stepped over Hooker and reached for me. I spun around and caught him square in the stomach with the oar. Thwack. And Gimpy went down to the deck with the wind knocked out of him.

The move had been instinctual, the result of a bad engagement to a great kickboxer. Bruce Leskowitz didn't have a lot upstairs, and his Mr. Stupid had a tendency to roam. On the plus side, Leskowitz had a fabulous body, and he brought me up to a brown belt. Who would have thought I'd ever use the moves? God works in mysterious ways.

Slick leveled his gun at me. "Put the oar down."

"No."

"Don't make me shoot you."

"Go ahead, shoot me," I said to Slick. "If you don't shoot me, I'm going to kick your ass."

Okay, I admit it. I was a little nuts. I was rolling on adrenaline and desperation. The bad guy had a gun, and I had an oar. And the truth is, even though I knew some karate, I didn't have a lot of history behind me in the ass-kicking department. It just seemed like the thing to say. It's what The Rock would say, right?

Since I don't have entirely the same presence as The Rock, Slick started laughing. It was a perfectly appropriate response, but it's not something you want to do to a woman on the edge.

I lunged at him with the oar, and he stepped to the side. He didn't have a lot of room to maneuver away from me. I whirled and tagged him in the bad arm with the blade. He got off a wild shot. I shoved the oar at him, knocked him off balance, and he went sailing into space, off the side of the boat.

Gimpy was on hands and knees, sucking air. I grabbed the revolver that had fallen out of his hand when he went down, and I jumped back to a safe distance. I dropped the oar, and I two-handed the gun. Even with two hands, the gun was shaking.

Gimpy's eyes were on me, wide with terror. And I thought my eyes probably looked like that, too.

"Don't shoot me," he said.

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