Felidae on the Road by Akif Pirincci

Author:Akif Pirincci [Pirincci, Akif]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
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Amazon: B0050Z3C4Q
Published: 2011-05-14T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 6

Like a kamikaze diver going down into the raging inferno of the waves, I plunged into the dark forest without the faintest idea which way the killer had gone. Behind me, I heard Diana run out of the house. Her assortment of floodlights made the place look like an open-air disco. But I took no interest whatsoever in that. I was possessed by my wish to make mincemeat of Alcina's murderers, although I was ready to admit without the faintest envy that they had more experience of butchery. My vision of death had left me in an oddly fearless state. Fear, I thought, is for those who believe themselves immortal. But in the next few minutes, and not just then, I was to discover that things were rather more complicated than that.

My instincts had spontaneously set me on the right track, for I heard a rustling noise in the deep darkness of the undergrowth, a rustling noise moving away from me at the same speed as I was trying to get at it. What's more, it seemed to be coming from two directions at once, which suggested that Crazy Hugo and the mastiff had now parted company and were running away separately. Running away from me, too - what a triumph! I speeded up and began to run. Bushes and branches whipped into my face as I raced madly on, taking daring leaps over hillocks. High on the opiates manufactured by the body itself, I pursued the phantoms of the night, absolutely convinced I could overpower and execute them. Another sound began to accompany the rustling: an angry growling, the kind made by creatures at bay. I ignored the awkward question of why two such ruffians should fear a flyweight like me; paradoxically, the angry sounds made by my quarry gave me positively supernatural powers. Full of enthusiasm, I raced on, faster and faster and faster. Soon I could hear them only just ahead of me. I could even pick up their scent. That was odd: they didn't smell at all as I'd expected. Well, what did I think they ought to smell like? Employees at the city cemetery after a rather unsavoury exhumation? They didn't smell a bit like that. The scent given off by their glands reflected wild, restless life, along with all the complicated overtones and messages which only an animal nose can decode.

The two of them ... Two of them? Suddenly I wasn't so sure whether I really was after two fugitives. Because the closer I came, the more confused did the rustling sounds become, drifting apart as if a whole group were fanning out. Or was I suffering aural delusions caused by the rustling of the leaves which we were all brushing as we ran past them? Before I knew it I seemed to have caught up with my quarry and be running parallel. I felt fear ... but hadn't I foresworn fear only a few minutes ago? Hadn't I banished it from my life long ago, seeing no use for it in the face of death? However, worse was to come.

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