Cook, Glen - Garrett Files 07 - Deadly Quicksilver Lies by Cook Glen

Author:Cook, Glen [Cook, Glen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Fiction, Mystery
ISBN: 9780451453051
Publisher: Roc
Published: 1994-02-16T04:54:23+00:00

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38

“Hey, Garrett! How about you do away with the goofy grin and the glassy eyes long enough to let me in on the plan?”

“Jealous.” I wrestled with the grin, got the best of it. “We’re going to take what I call the Dotes Approach.” We were nearing the Hill. Soon we would be on patrolled streets. I had to get my grin under control, stop daydreaming about remarkable blondes. The thugs up there had no patience with happy outsiders.

“The Dotes Approach? Dare I ask?”

“You ought to know. You invented it. Straight ahead and damn the witnesses—we’ll just bust in.”

“One time. During a thunderstorm in the middle of the night. Talk about exaggeration.”

I didn’t grace his protest with a reply. I told him, “There’s an alleyway runs behind those places. Used for deliveries and by the ratmen who haul the trash away.”

“Haul the trash away?”

“A novel concept, I admit. But it’s true. This alley is cleaner than the street out front. I never saw anything like it.”

“Almost unpatriotic, what?”

“Un-Karentine, certainly. High weirdness.”

“A conspiracy.”

He was needling me, probably because I was running the inside track with Chastity.

“That thing about a wife and kids wasn’t playing fair.” He glanced back casually.

“Sure it was. You’re just sore because you didn’t try the gag first. They still back there?”

“Stipulated. Maybe. She is worth a trick or two. They’re still there. A whole parade of potential witnesses. This one is a first-class lady, Garrett. Don’t mess up the way you did with Tinnie and Maya.” Before I could object, he added, “You do attract it, don’t you?”

“What?”

“You said it. High weirdness.”

“I can’t argue with that. Though this one is only weird because it doesn’t make sense, not because I’ve got guys walking through the sky or refusing to stop committing murder just because we’ve killed and cremated them. I haven’t seen any shapechangers and nobody is going around biting anybody’s neck.”

“There is an occult angle of some kind.”

“I think it was planted by Cleaver. I think Cleaver has the girl. The occult crap is to throw Maggie off the trail.”

“You going ahead anyway?”

I’d been considering. “For now. For them back there. Might be interesting to see who does what once they figure out what we’re doing.” We were on the Hill now, strutting like we were honest. Act like you belong, who notices you? Even on the Hill there’s plenty of legitimate traffic. The local guardians didn’t dare roust everybody. I remarked, “Someday these clowns will recall their training and set up checkpoints and start issuing passes.”

Morley snorted. “Never happen.” He didn’t think much of the Hill brunos. “People who live here won’t tolerate the inconvenience.”

“Probably right.” That’s the problem with public safety. It is so damned inconvenient.

“You counting on those people back there being as crooked as you are? That would be as bad a bet as counting on everyone to be honest.”

“Crooked?” I protested, but I knew what he meant.

“You know what I mean. One might be secret police.” The secret police were a new problem for TunFaire’s underworld.

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