Bad Pennies by John F. Leonard

Author:John F. Leonard [Leonard, John F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-28T23:00:00+00:00

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Chris Carlisle didn’t completely turn his back until he’d lost sight of the fat guy. Even then, he cast glances over his shoulder to make sure the crazy bastard wasn’t following.

Chris’s legs had that rubbery-weak, adrenaline-primed feel to them. He was worn out, but he’d run if he had to.

He was struggling to get his head round this latest episode. Who the hell was that lunatic? The man seemed to know something about the wallet, be familiar with the idea of the Scaeth. How was that possible? What did it mean?

Those questions paled into insignificance in comparison to the morphing rat creature.

What in God’s name was that? It was like something out of a late night scare movie or a pulp horror novel.

“Not cool, not even a little bit.”

Muttered under his breath as he weaved towards Empire Road.

He wanted a cigarette but didn’t trust his shaky hands to light the damn thing.

He needed to get to his car. Climb in and get his jittery legs working those pedals so that he could tootle away from all of this. Drive home and lock the door. Open a beer, light up, and try to figure it out.

King Ratty was an envoy of the Scaeth. Chris was pretty much convinced of that. The same as the black cat and the crow. The fat nutter from number Ninety-Nine had intended Chris some sort of harm. He was fairly sure of that as well.

You put those two facts together and you got an obvious answer. The Scaeth had intervened to protect him. That might have been reassuring, if not for the display of supernatural violence.

There had been a cruelty to it. A sense of ferocious joy in the manner in which the violence was inflicted.

The way that it consumed the blood.

Chris shivered at the thought of that multi-legged monstrosity. It would be very easy to throw up. There was an acid bubble at the back of his throat and it wouldn’t take a lot to make it pop.

“Not gonna happen. Chucking your guts in the street is another not cool thing.”

Chris was so wrapped up in himself that he didn’t see them until it was too late. He was nearly at the car.

Two figures materialised from the shadows between him and the vehicle. He didn’t know them but something rang a bell. The clothes, the cut and shape. Oversized hoodies and too tight jeans. It came to him in a flash. Along with the knowledge that he was in trouble.

Two of the thugs from the other night. The ones that had pissed on the tramp.

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