Zephyr: Phase One by Warren Hately

Zephyr: Phase One by Warren Hately

Author:Warren Hately [Hately, Warren]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2013-03-28T04:00:00+00:00


FROST DOES HER lady stuff for a few moments. I leave her to it, noting only that as the warm rain come down in fat droplets they turn into lozenges around the villainess and hit the ground hard, like leakage from a slushy. I have my own confirmation she is not as cold within as she is without, so I don’t have to wonder how my prized tadpoles are faring.

While I might have a few problems meeting the villainess’s eyes, Frost doesn’t have any of the same qualms. In fact her look is downright sultry. For a strange-looking woman she has a way about her. Now her hips are moving back and forth as she clinches her hard vinyl costume back into place.

“Tell me about the Mys-tech job,” I say quietly.

“Why the hell should I?”

“The Mob’s hiring lunatics like Infernus, now?”

“He got the job done. Handed you your ass.”

“Only because of that madwoman Raveness. You’ve heard her rep, I’m sure?”

“I think the whole cannibalism thing is probably highly inflated,” Frost replies.

I gag at the ease with which she dismisses the slight against her fellow predator. It’s a good reminder of the sort of crowd I am messing with, I tell myself.

“I don’t think the Feebs thought so,” I say.

“The Feebs? Fuck them. When Don Azzurro wants their opinion, he gives it to ‘em.”

I don’t reply, mulling over whether this is true or not. Hardly a question for my next run-in with Synergy and her prat offsider Vanguard.

“Tell me about Mys-tech,” I say again. “What were they after?”

“Retrieving the rightful property of one of the Don’s prized employees. Hardly anything illegal at all, actually,” she says.

I recall the minidisc provided by Sal Doro and muse that perhaps I should view it some time.

“Nothing else?”

“Nothing you need to know,” she says haughtily.

“Those guards, what the hell kind of gear was that?”

“I don’t know. I was on sentry duty. But Mys-tech are exploring the, uh, scientific dimensions of the paranormal, if I recall my briefing right.”

“You were on guard, huh? Does that mean you saw me coming or did you just tip your pals off?”

Frost comes back in close and strokes my cheek, which I am forced to endure if I want her answer, which for some reason I do. She knows she has me hooked and I resolve that this is the last free ride the bitch is going to blackmail out of me.

“What, set those animals on the father of my children?”

I note she used the plural and grit my teeth as she laughs throatily once more, her signature, and starts to move off.

“I trust you’ll do what you said you would with those Mafia files?”

Frost only gives me her best doe-eyed smirk and skips across the rain-slick road to a waiting black Cadillac. I am relieved to see there is no-one else inside. I mince further up the drive and seek refuge in the greenhouse, changing into civvies and stashing the costume in an old accustomed place, finding some stale



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