Habeas Corpses 3 by Simmons Wm. Mark

Author:Simmons, Wm. Mark [Simmons, Wm. Mark]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Contemporary, General, Fantasy, Science Fiction/Fantasy, Historical, Fiction
ISBN: 9781416521259
Publisher: Baen
Published: 2007-04-24T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

“Good God, girl; you scared me half to death!”

A disturbingly nude Suki gave me a half-smile and said: “Only half?”

“What are you doing here?”

“Following you. What are you doing here?”

I looked around at the prepubescent bedlam unfolding about us. “I don’t know yet. Trying to figure out what’s really going on in my new demesne.”

“Typical. You blunder about like a blind man in a china shop and get your bearings from the sound of broken glass.”

It wasn’t a bad analogy: orderly chaos surrounded us. A pent-up group rage was unfolding from the ground floor up but it had the appearance of anger with a purpose. Kids were breaking locks and forcing their way into other apartments. Screams began to erupt anew from inside the other rooms.

No one took notice of the new Doman or the cat that had turned into a naked lady.

I glanced at an uncomfortable expanse of bare skin and turned my attention to the stairs leading to the second floor. “I’d offer you my coat but, as you can see, I forgot to bring one.”

“Stop blushing; I’ll put my fur back on in a moment. I just wanted to know if there was a plan. Not that you usually have one. Or that you’d let us in on it if—”

“Here’s what I know so far,” I snapped. “Kurt has a brother whom he has never mentioned, who appears to be the black sheep of the family . . .”

The tiny lobby elevator dinged and the dial above its diminutive door indicated that it was on its way down from the fourth floor.

“That’s interesting. If Kurt’s the white sheep of his clan—” Her voice stopped in a shiver and I didn’t think it was due to her lack of attire.

“Anyway, Darcy’s apparently organized some sort of a raid here and she doesn’t want Uncle Kurt to know about it.”

“And what’s your place in her scheme of things?”

“I get the feeling I’m along for an evaluation.”

“Hers or yours?”

“I started off thinking it was mine. Now I think it’s the other way around.”

“With you, it usually is. So, are you helping or just hanging?”

“Good question.”

“Bad answer.”

The elevator dinged again, signaling its arrival.

“Either way,” she said, “I’ve got your back.” Her voice squeaked up past the human register on the last word. It was followed by a distinct meow.

The door slid open revealing an empty two-person lift.

Darcy arrived seconds later, swooping back down the staircase, her billowing greatcoat giving her the appearance of a giant bird of prey. “Where is he?” she bellowed. “Did he get past you?”

“Nobody got past me. The elevator was empty.”

The door was starting to close again and she darted forward to catch the edge before it could slide shut. She stuck her head inside and something large and dark fell out of the ceiling. She went down beneath a billowing black cloak. The sword went skittering across the floor of the lobby as it bore her to the floor. As the curved blade came to

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