Bang by Kennedy Scott Charles

Author:Kennedy Scott, Charles [Kennedy Scott, Charles]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-08-02T18:30:00+00:00

10 – A Consequence of Child Abuse

‘It wasn’t my fault,’ the lift designer told Delilah, returned to Remand 111. ‘The prisoner encouraged it. If I get my hands on that prisoner ... Faultless, my lift had been up till then, hadn’t put a foot wrong. Then some prisoner disguised as a plumber gets in and my lift runs its mouth off. I’ll throttle that plumber. I lived out in the ten-lane suburbs, you know, lovely home unit, beautiful view, the skies: amazing. An hour after lightdim, one night, I’m in my bedroom, I’m naked, I’m minding my own business, with a small inflatable b– never mind, when Bang! the door’s off its hinges, they’re in my bedroom, they jump on me and pop my small inflatable b– ‘You’re under arrest, lift designer,’ they cry. Then I’m being escorted here. I’m bathed, showered, you can’t imagine. They treat you all right, I bet, a woman. They don’t blow water up your’ – here he gave cuckoo whistle – ‘no way. Not a broad. You get off light. You–‘

In her cage, Delilah raised a hand to stop him, ‘Look, lift designer, never mind all that. I’ve been through it, believe me. There are more important matters to attend to. Whilst I was away at a funeral, everyone down here bar my old teacher and you, who must have arrived after the feast, died from food poisoning. We need to get out of here, we’ll be next. What I want to know is, if I can get us to the lift can you make it take us to zero? It wouldn’t er,’ Delilah broke off.

‘Er? Er what? Don’t you er me.’

‘It wouldn’t take my friend. But would it take us?’

‘Of course it would. It is my baby. My child. I am its father.’

‘The child brought its father down here. Maybe the lift doesn’t like you. Did you fall out?’

‘What cheek. I can override it. I can talk to it in a special way. When it tries to go right, I tell it that I love it and tickle it and it goes up. I was just about to do this before, and was making practice tickles on my own neck, which had me in rather a rapture, when I was hit on the head with a silver staff by a man in a silver tracksuit.’

‘I’ll work out a way of getting us there. You do the rest. Okay?’

‘My lift will do as it’s t–!‘

‘Shsh!’

Warden 111 waltzed over, with his deep, nasty voice. ‘I see our resident drug dealer has decided to again grace us with her presence. To what do we owe this pleasure? I thought you’d gone to your funeral.’

‘Somebody else’s,’ said Delilah quietly.

‘She’s a murderer, lift designer, you do know that, don’t you. I’d watch my back if I were you. Wherever she is, there’s a killing. Ask her about Dormitory Warden 100, my friend, once, whom I was related to, genetically; ask about the fat man with the hairy teeth;

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