Fast One by Fast One (retail) (epub)

Fast One by Fast One (retail) (epub)

Author:Fast One (retail) (epub)
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2001-01-01T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Six

THE FOG WAS wet on Kells' face. He opened his eyes and looked up into the grayness, rolled over on his side slowly, looked into thick, unbroken grayness. He held his hand in front of him at arm's length and it was a shapeless mass of darker gray. He sat up and leaden weights fell in his skull like the mechanism that opens and closes the eyes of dolls. He lay down again and turned his head slowly, held his watch close. It was a little after six, full daylight, but the fog made it night.

Then he heard someone coming, the crunch of feet on gravel. He reached for the gun, found the empty holster, noticed suddenly with a sharp sensation in the pit of his stomach that his coat was gone.

Someone squatted beside him, spoke: “How d'you feel?” It was Borg. Kells could see the thick outline of his head and shoulders.

Kells said: “Terrible. Where the hell's my coat?”

“God! Me saving his life an' he wants his coat!” Borg giggled softly.

“What happened?”

“Everything.” Borg sighed, sat down in the gravel with his mouth close to Kells' ear. “After you an' the navigator went ashore I went on the wharf and laid down for a while. Then in a couple minutes somebody came out an' I thought it was you till I seen there was four of them. I ducked behind some ropes and stuff that was laying there and they came out and saw the boat an' jawed awhile in some spick language. Then they lit out for some place an' I got up and tailed them and run into the navigator.”

There was the sound of a shot suddenly, some place below and to Kells' left.

Borg said: “That's him now—what a boy!”

Kells sat up.

Borg went on: “He was carrying on about smelling trouble up at some kind of barn an' he wanted a gun. I wouldn't give him mine, so he said he was going back to the boat an' bust open a locker or something where he thought there was one. He—”

There was another shot.

Kells said: “What the hell's that all about?” He jerked his head toward the sound, immediately wished he hadn't.

“That's him—he's all right. Wait'll I tell you....” Borg shifted his position a little, went on: “I went on up the path an' I'll be damned if that navigator didn't catch up with me, an' he had the dirtiest-looking shotgun I ever saw. When we got to the house, he said. 'You go in the front way an' I'll go in the back,' so I waited for him to get around to the back—an' about that time there was two shots inside.”

Kells lay down again on his stomach. Borg twisted around lay beside him.

“I went in and you was doing a cartwheel downstairs with three or four guys on your neck. There was another guy there an' he made a pass at me and I shot him right between the eyes....”

Borg leaned close to Kells, tapped his own head between the eyes with a stubby forefinger.



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