Tomorrow War by Maloney Mack

Author:Maloney, Mack [Maloney, Mack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781480406810
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 2013-04-24T16:44:00+00:00

CHAPTER 28

Fiji

SO, IS THIS HEAVEN, or not?

It was a question that Viktor had been asking for the past twenty-four hours, and now the words themselves were taking on a comical tone.

If this was Heaven … would I have to ask the question?

He leaned his head back and allowed one of the bevy of bare-breasted young girls to pour another stream of sweet pineapple wine down his throat. The “pine-wine” was delicious, nutritious, and to Viktor’s mind, had a slightly opiate effect to it.

He’d been drinking it almost nonstop for the past day and night, ever since he’d somehow washed up on the pearl-white beach of this paradise on earth.

He’d also been eating up a storm. Coconut soup, plum cakes, pinkfish, a hundred different types of fruit. Viktor imagined, after downing yet another long gulp of pine-wine, that he could see his previously skeletal frame taking on some bulk, though he was sure this was an illusion. In any case, in the short memory of his life, he’d never been that interested in food or drink, but now, here in Heaven, that had changed.

He looked around the guest hut, and the candles were now flickering in syncopation with the mellow electronic island music that was wafting in from nowhere. There were at least twenty-four beauties either attending him or lounging around nearby, waiting to serve. Each girl was more beautiful than the next. Each one willing to do anything his heart desired.

More pine-wine went down his throat, another piece of sweet fruit was placed on his tongue.

If that wasn’t Heaven, what was?

The illusion was diluted a bit, though, when Viktor detected Soho’s approach in the air.

The girls smelled it, too, and they immediately became stiffened and reserved. The stink of body odor arrived about ten seconds before the man himself did. By the time Soho actually stepped into the hut, most of the girls had fled to the far corner and had cuddled up close to a wall full of candles, hoping the heat would dissipate some of the BO.

Viktor sat up and greeted the smelly guy with a friendly nod. He didn’t dislike him. After all, Soho was the reason he was having such a delightful recovery. From what Viktor had culled from their conversation the day before, just about everything—and everyone—on the island belonged in some way to Soho. He was slightly odd and slightly mysterious. His hospitality didn’t seem forced, but not entirely genuine, either. He had told Viktor yesterday that he considered him his guest and that he could stay here indefinitely. Viktor had to admit that the night before he’d dreamed of staying on the island permanently.

After all, with the beautiful weather, scenery, food, wine, and girls—why leave? There were enough girls to go around for him and Soho. Viktor figured, all he had to do was best Soho in the personal hygiene department and he would get the pick of the beauty litter, so to speak.

“Are you busy?” Soho asked Viktor now. He was carrying a frying pan with him.

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