Ice Trilogy (New York Review Books Classics) by Vladimir Sorokin

Author:Vladimir Sorokin [Sorokin, Vladimir]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: New York Review Books
Published: 2011-04-19T16:00:00+00:00

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22.20, The office of the ICE Corporation, 7 Malaya Ordynka St.

The lincoln Navigator drove into the gates of the attached courtyard and stopped. Ire, Mer, and Frop got out of the car. Frop and Ire carried a refrigerator case with the Ice. Mer went to the door and press a button. The door was opened by a guard in a dark blue uniform. Mer, Frop, and Ire entered, took an elevator upward, and moved down the hallway. At the far end, two armed guards sat next to a massive door. Catching sight of the group, they stood up from their plastic chairs, grabbed their sawed-off automatics, and stood stiffly next to the door. Mer moved toward the doors, looked straight at the security cameras, and said:

“Mer.”

The door opened. The three entered a large office decorated in a high-tech style. In the middle of the office, standing on a large light- blue-and-white rug with a picture of two crossed blue hammers and a flaming crimson heart, were: brother Lavu: 33 years old, tall, blue-eyes, dressed in a dark blue suit; sister Tse: 41 years old, medium height, blue-eyes, dark blonde hair, wearing a black-and-white three-piece suit; and brother Bork: 48, tall, thin, with thinning light- chestnut hair and dark blue eyes, wearing large glasses, an ash-colored sweater, and light trousers.

As soon as the door closed behind the new arrivals, Frop and Ire placed the case on the rug.

“Mer!” Tse exclaimed, taking a step to meet her.

“Tse!” Mer stepped toward her.

They embraced with a moan, tightly, then swayed and grew still.

Frop opened the case.

Lavu and Bork approached, placed their hands on the Ice, and closed their eyes. Ire walked over to the glass bar counter, poured himself some water, and opened the refrigerator. The refrigerator’s transparent doors were full of fresh fruits. Ire took a tomato and a large fig and closed the refrigerator. He drank the water in one gulp and began eating the tomato and fig greedily. Frop sat down on a low, frosted stainless-steel armchair upholstered in black leather, stretched his legs out, and with a sigh of exhaustion leaned back on the headrest.

Lavu and Bork opened their eyes and sighed deeply.

“The next to the last,” Frop said, closing his eyes.

“There’s still another cube?” Lavu asked.

“Left over from what the meat machines stole, there was another one,” answered Ire, chomping on his food.

“Who was in charge?”

“Mer.”

“Mer...” Ire opened the refrigerator and took out another tomato and fig.

Lavu glanced at Mer standing immobile with Tse.

“And who knew?” he asked.

“Ma and Nu knew. The meat machines don’t have any more Ice. We bought up everything they stole back then in Ust-Ilinsk.”

“The eighteenth cube.” Lavu closed the case.

“The eighteenth,” Ire confirmed and plunged his teeth into the fig. “In a couple of weeks the meat machines will bring the last one.”

“And we’ll close.” Bork said.

“We’ll close,” Lavu nodded.

“What should be done with those other meat machines after all this?” Ire asked.

“We don’t need Dato.” Lavu walked over to the steel table and pressed a button on the control panel.

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