The Destroyer - 58 - The Destroyer 058 - Total Recall by Warren Murphy & Richard Sapir

Author:Warren Murphy & Richard Sapir [Murphy, Warren & Sapir, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Pulp Action
ISBN: 0-7408-0852-4
Publisher: PINNACLE BOOKS
Published: 1984-10-21T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

When Re­mo got back to his ho­tel room, the door was open and the place was vir­tu­al­ly lit­tered with bro­ken and bat­tered bod­ies. Chi­un was seat­ed peace­ful­ly in the midst of the car­nage.

“Are they all dead?” Re­mo de­mand­ed ac­cus­ing­ly, slam­ming the door shut be­hind him.

“Of course. Some of us do not have faulty tech­nique.”

“Oh, great,” Re­mo said. He walked around the room check­ing bod­ies, hop­ing to find at least one live one they could ques­tion. While do­ing so, he no­ticed some­thing that sur­prised him.

“Chi­un, these are all kids,” he said. “They’re all young, and you killed them.”

Chi­un made a sound of dis­gust and said, “You look, but you do not see.”

Re­mo checked the faces again and saw what Chi­un meant. Al­though all of the dead men were young, there wasn’t one of them who wasn’t of le­gal age. As far as Chi­un was con­cerned, they were no longer chil­dren.

“I guess that’s what hap­pens to the kids when they get too old to be push­ers,” Re­mo said. “The or­ga­ni­za­tion makes them in­to killers.”

“Trash.”

“Maybe, but if we’d got­ten even one of them alive, we might have found out some­thing.”

“Pah,” Chi­un said. “You left me alone here all day so that my seren­ity was shat­tered by these am­ateur­ish oafs, and now you both­er me with triv­ial­ities. You know noth­ing about suf­fer­ing.”

“I do too. As a mat­ter of fact, I ran in­to a gang of goons my­self.”

“You were at­tacked?”

“Sort of,” Re­mo said, feel­ing that he had put his foot in his mouth.

“And you ques­tioned them?”

“Well, um, no.”

“Yet you didn’t kill them?”

“They kind of got away from me.” Chi­un made a face. “Well, what could I do?” Re­mo went on. “They were kids, re­al kids. And I knew I’d nev­er hear the end of it from you if I killed even one.”

“So what did you do?”

“I scared them away.”

“Oh? That’s in­ter­est­ing. How?”

“Let’s just say we owe the city of De­troit one phone booth.”

When the phone rang, Re­mo raced for it, just to ter­mi­nate Chi­un’s ques­tion­ing.

“Ex­cuse me, Mr. Ran­disi,” the desk clerk said, us­ing the name Re­mo had reg­is­tered un­der.

“Mr. who? Oh, yeah. What is it?”

“There’s a po­lice­man here to see you.”

“Now?” Re­mo looked around the corpse-​strewn room. “Tell him we’re not in.”

“I’m afraid he’s al­ready on his way up, sir.”

“Ter­rif­ic.” Re­mo sighed. “That’s just peachy. His name’s Palmer, I sup­pose.”

“Why, yes, sir. He said–“

Re­mo hung up and ran im­me­di­ate­ly to the bod­ies ly­ing sprawled around the room, prop­ping them up on chairs and daub­ing at the crust­ed blood on their faces with wet tis­sues.

“Come on, Chi­un. You’ve got to help make these guys look like they’re alive.”

“The Mas­ter of Sinan­ju does not per­form la­bor­ers’ tasks,” Chi­un said.

“But geez, it’s the cops,” Re­mo said, dash­ing fran­ti­cal­ly to stop one of the bod­ies as it fell for­ward off a chair. “They’ll pull us in for mur­der, for Pe­te’s sake. Smit­ty’ll have a hem­or­rhage.”

“I am an as­sas­sin,” Chi­un said lofti­ly. “I do not bring the dead back to life. That is the work of a ma­gi­cian. If

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