Ladies Night by JACK KETCHUM

Author:JACK KETCHUM
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-11-01T01:42:25+00:00

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sonovabitch. Horgan pulled them neatly around and gained on her a bit. Lederer sat with his .38 in his lap watching her long dark hair tossing in the wind through the open window, waiting for a halfway decent shot at her. He Jack leh:hum didn't have to worry about pedestrians because the streets were mostly deserted by now except for stragglers here and there who had found shelter yet. Or women. And the women were all lethal anyway. So he wouldn't have minded one bit if he could have piled her into one of these storefronts here with a bullet in her damn skull. They knew now that it was not going to go away, that the women injOcted were going to stay infected and that was that, that this was all some crazy Pentagon Vietnam old-boy game plan to make war on men by making war on their women but which they'd never dared to use because they knew what the press would do with it, an airborne chemical poison, a psychosexual hormone cocktail .r god: sake designed to drive them bat shit and terminally homicidal, a final batch ?[" which somebody had overlooked For years and decided to move through the city as.[bst as possible before the talking head got wind of it, on its way to its allotted final resting place in the Atlantic, but # had not made it to the Atlantic, it had stopped right here.

There was nothing to do but ride it out and let it take its filthy course and come in with the troops as soon as possible. He understood that was being arranged.

Wonderful.

Meanwhile they were engaged in a holding action. The holding action had cost them cop after cop tonight. It was not going to cost them Lederer. He had Millie to think of for one thing. He was glad she was up there out of it.

Not like this one.

Mary Silver saw a tall black man in her headlights and thought, Hitler.

H[her. Rape.

She slowed the squad car a little so she could go after him on the sidewalk. Her headlights and fender were already splashed with blood.

Mary smelled more on the way.

The man saw her coming much too late and went over the grille like an acrobat, like a tumbler, leg-bones turned to powder at midthigh. She felt the

impact

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her

body

and

the

sensation

pleased

her

enormously. First the whack against the bumper, the slide across the hood, then the head-on crash through the windshield on the passenger side. The man stayed there too, his head halfway through the broken safety-glass, dripping blood on the dirty carpet.

She'd found the car at Lincoln Center. Its once uniformed passengers were lying in a steaming heap across the stone staircase leading to the fountain. They'd been doused with gasoline but that had already burned away and two large dogs were at the bodies. Mary avoided the dogs carefully and slipped inside the car. She droplged her knife out the window. She wouldn't be needing it now. The car was better.

She drove around

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