Gun Sex by Pearce Hansen

Author:Pearce Hansen
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-06-06T07:00:00+00:00

“Call it a souvenir and take her.” Pavel’s expression suggested it wasn’t a request.

Speedy tucked the kitten inside his field jacket.

The two men walked side-by-side along the well-worn trail to the edge of the asphalt. The noise and diesel stench of the big rigs took over as the charnel scent of the Lot Lizard Graveyard faded to a distant subliminal olfactory backdrop.

“You should come down to Oakland,” Speedy said, knowing the invitation to be futile even as he made it. “You can’t stay here, man.”

Speedy pictured all the truckers in this Lot coming together some night, maybe even carrying torches like in some old Frankenstein movie and burning the Lizards out like vermin. This gig couldn’t last.

Pavel laughed and spat on the ground. “Maybe I could’ve, once. I’ll admit this whole thing was going on long before I ever got here. But I’m somebody hereabouts. The Lizards count on me, listen to what I say. That’s pretty cool, to be a shot caller like that. To be needed.”

Pavel studied Speedy’s face. “Tell me, what makes you believe we’re the ones that started it? Hell man, you actually think this is the only graveyard here? What if I were to tell you the truckers have their own place where they bury Lizards, over . . . oh, say, right over there maybe.”

Pavel pointed at another clump of brush at the foot of the berm on the far side of the lot. That distant clot of undistinguished greenery rippled behind the shimmering heat waves already rising from the morning-sun-beaten asphalt.

Pavel turned to reenter the shadowed shrubbery of his kingdom. “Good luck in Oakland, man. Maybe I’ll look you up sometime.”

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