Trigger Point by Sean Eads

Author:Sean Eads [Eads, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC022000, FIC030000, FIC031000
ISBN: 9780996403955
Publisher: Hex Publishers
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 33

As she tried to sit up, the contents of her purse started dropping to the floor.

“Stop that!”

“Don’t like me going through your business? Didn’t stop you from going through mine!”

A stab of pain shut her up. Got to get a handle on that first, she thought. If she didn’t, she’d never be able to make a run for it. She started to summon energy into her hands.

A tube of lipstick click-clacked on the ground, a hollow noise the walls picked up and amplified. Garvis took things from her purse and inspected them as a curious gorilla might before chucking them in boredom.

Kathy brought her hand to her pelvic bones. The pain dropped a notch as she applied the Reiki energy to herself. Her hands directed and channeled energy from areas of her body that had a surfeit of strength to the damaged tissues. The ache here dulled to something manageable. Her lower back and sacrum were still killing her. She winced as she rolled forward a fraction, freeing her hands to move above her buttocks.

“Just the way things are, isn’t it? You sneak into my place, then you trip and break your goddamn neck, and I have to pay you a million dollars.”

The way he spoke, Kathy thought he described something that had already happened to him.

“Judd,” she said, trying to control any fear in her voice, “stop a moment and listen to me. It’s Kathy.”

“Kathy?” He sounded like he’d never known a Kathy, Katherine, or Katrina in his life.

“From the Academy.”

“Academy?”

“The massage school.”

He stood motionless. He’s remembering. It was what he remembered that worried her. A moment of regret, all too fleeting, passed in his gaze. His expression soured further. He threw her whole purse down and vultured over her. She had the distinct feeling of being menaced by King Kong and spared only a second to note where her bag—and her cell phone—lay. In the next instant, Garvis bent down into her face.

“I remember you! You ruined my life!”

“Judd—”

“It’s because of you I’m such a failure!”

Kathy flinched as he started kicking pieces of stray cement in random directions. A spray of little pieces struck her cheeks like shrapnel and brought her hands to her face. He kept kicking and swearing for several minutes before the rage left him.

Shivering, she lowered her hands and peeked. Garvis stood with her back to him. He seemed to be just staring at the wall. His heaving, sweating bulk resembled a great mechanical machine that had overheated and couldn’t restart until it cooled. The sound of his wheezing respiration rebounded off the walls.

She inched along the ground. Her body made a small scratching sound as it moved through the bits of rubble and dust his kicking had disturbed. She was within arm’s reach of her purse if she just stretched.

“Barrister,” he said.

He turned and glared at her. Kathy found herself caught reaching for the bag. The damnable thing was she felt guilty for it.

“Go ahead and take it.”

She nodded, uncertain. She didn’t follow through at first, expecting him to charge as soon as she reached for it.

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