Godzilla by Stephen Molstad

Author:Stephen Molstad [Molstad, Stephen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0061059153
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 1998-06-16T07:00:00+00:00

Ed, the tech wizard who ran WIDF’s mixing board, was sitting at the controls of the station’s studio-on-wheels. Audrey was hanging over his shoulder, scrunched into the narrow aisle behind him. Their eyes were on one of the monitors where a recently shot videotaped image of Audrey was doing a stand-up report. Animal Palotti hovered nearby, helping himself to Ed’s cache of junk food, watching the tape he’d shot for his blond friend only moments before. He did not seem entirely pleased with the situation.

Audrey in the truck silently mouthed the words Audrey on the screen was saying as the report drew to a close: “… the disturbing prospect of Gojira giving birth to a dozen offspring. Which is why, in this case, all the king’s horses and all the king’s men may not be able to put the Big Apple together again. Audrey Timmonds, WIDF, New York.”

“Bee-yoo-tee-ful,” Big Ed declared as soon as the tape was over. “Good report! By the way, you owe me breakfast for mixing it.”

“I should have pulled my hair back,” Audrey worried. “Victor, what do you think? Was it okay?”

“Real good, a real good piece,” Animal said between mouthfuls of a muffin, “but I’m curious. How did you get hold of this footage? And how’d you learn so much stuff about the lizard?” The way he asked the question let Audrey know he suspected the truth.

“Like you said, good guys finish last—first law of the jungle.” With that she slid her clawed hands through the sleeves of her coat and headed outside. It was coming down cats and dogs, which wouldn’t have bothered the old Audrey. But the new one quickly decided she wasn’t going to look like a drenched rat the next time she stood before the cameras. As she headed down the stairs of the mobile studio, she reached out and snagged the umbrella away from a woman who was heading inside—“Hey, thanks so much!”—and got away before the lady could do anything about it. She ran out into the rain and quickly spotted her station manager.

“Murray! Come here for a minute.”

He was stooped over under a large umbrella that was being held by a much shorter man, Charles Caiman. Both of them looked annoyed by the interruption. Murray waved Audrey over to join them, but she stood her ground. She didn’t want to be anywhere close to the slimy, repellent Caiman—especially since she was wearing his doctored press ID pinned to the lapel of her coat.

“Murray!”

“Not now, Audrey!”

“Yes, Murray, right now.” The power in her voice surprised both men. Reluctantly he asked Caiman to wait for a second while he dealt with the situation.

“What? What do you want?” he asked, joining her under her freshly purloined umbrella.

Audrey smiled her most wicked smile. “I’ve got exclusive footage of other places this thing has attacked, and oodles”—that didn’t sound tough enough—“um, I mean a shitload of background information.”

Suddenly Murray was very interested. “You do? Whose story is this?”

“Mine!” she told him proudly. “All

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