Sons of Liberty by Adele Griffin

Author:Adele Griffin [Griffin, Adele]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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ISBN: 9781453297391
Publisher: Open Road
Published: 2013-01-03T00:17:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

FIRST SHOTS

“YOU BELIEVE IN THE devil?” Liza had asked Rock, a long time ago. “ ’Cause I do.” She hadn’t seemed to care about his answer; she’d just launched into her own ideas. “The way I figure on it, the devil’s disguised in a ton of people, and I bet if the devil knew you’d found him out, he’d just acid off your face so you couldn’t tell anyone else. But there are clues, if you really want to know. Smell is a clue. Maybe you’d smell violets or oranges or something, but the main, devil smell would be underneath. And I bet it’s kind of like burnt sugar. A good smell gone bad, since the Bible says the devil used to be an angel till he fell from grace.”

“Or rotten eggs,” Rock had offered. “That’s a good smell turned garbage-ish.”

“Too obvious.” Liza had plugged her nose and waved away pretend bad air. “Plus, a good egg smells like nothing.”

But now, standing outside the train station, waiting for the cab to pick them up, Rock decided that the devil smelled like the New Haven train station. First you inhaled blank air but then curling against the outer limits of your nose wafted the putrid odor of spoiled food and b.o. and gasoline. A tricky smell that crept up on you.

“There’s the cab.” Cliff pointed. Rock could hear the relief in his voice. Cliff had been skittery ever since he’d made the phone call to the cab company that this break with the smooth line of his plan would end up fracturing the whole day.

The cab didn’t smell all that great, either. Rock cracked the window, undecided which smell was worse, inside or outside.

“How long do you think it’ll take—,” Liza began, but then Cliff pressed his fingers against his lips and indicated the cabby with the barest tilt of his head, reminding them not to speak about the plan. Liza clapped her hand over her mouth, even though she hadn’t said anything incriminating, and her eyes rounded in semi-mock horror.

But their driver didn’t appear to care about anything except getting them where they wanted to go, and quickly. The cab wheeled around corners and leaped down empty roads with a carnival recklessness before dropping them off at the end of a narrow unmarked street.

“Let me take the duffel awhile,” Rock said, pulling the bag off Cliff’s reluctant shoulder as they began walking down the shadowed street. The smell of New Haven still hung strong and bleak in the air.

“You think we’re in any danger?” Liza asked, scrunching her face and trying to judge the compressed townhouses and broken sidewalks that banked the narrow road.

“We’re fine,” Rock answered before Cliff could make another Thomas Jefferson comment. “No danger at all. Imagine how bad it would be to live here, all smashed up together like this. You could hear someone flush the toilet all the way down the block.”

“Makes you appreciate Sheffield,” Liza said softly.

“Country living in general,” Cliff put in. “Lemme see that Seamus paper again, Liza.

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