Made to Kill (2015) by Adam Christopher

Author:Adam Christopher [Christopher, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery & Crime, Sci-Fi, Contemporary Noir
ISBN: 9781466867154
Google: 4U2NBwAAQBAJ
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates
Published: 2015-11-02T11:00:00+00:00

18

I took the long way back to the office. It was just off the corner of Hollywood and Cahuenga Boulevards, but my detour was by way of La Brea Avenue, 8th Street, Hoover then Western and I had one optic on the traffic ahead the whole way. There were plenty of coupes on the road and some were even gold but those that had removable lids were open and none looked to be driven by a man with dark glasses and facial hair insured for a sum big enough to fight a small land war over.

Just as intended. By my reckoning he should have got to the office well ahead of me. He seemed to understand my request for discretion well enough.

But the traffic was heavy thanks to the lane closures around Grauman’s Chinese Theatre and by the time I reached my building and went up to my office it was later than I would have liked.

He was hiding behind the door.

I could hear him breathing and I could see his shadow behind the frosted glass before I was halfway down the hallway outside the office. He was holding something I thought was probably a gun.

So much for a quiet chat. Still, that was okay. Guns didn’t worry me.

The door was unlocked. He must have had a skeleton. I didn’t loiter. I opened the door and I walked in and then I stopped in the middle of the outer office. The door to the computer room was closed. From beyond the door came the sound of someone typing which I knew was really micro-switches flipping.

There was another sound. A click. I was right about the gun.

I turned around.

Charles David had the coat and the hat and dark glasses on and that famous beard was glistening with droplets of sweat like someone had thrown a handful of diamonds into a grass lawn. He looked hot and bothered and in need of a Pepto-Bismol. His gun was pretty interesting. A pistol, automatic, pretty big too. A Beretta maybe. It looked new and it was probably expensive for anyone who wasn’t a big name movie star.

I glanced over to the computer room door. I wasn’t afraid for myself and my radioactive suit was on the way out anyway. But I was a little worried about Ada. A man with a gun and an idea could do a lot of damage if he got in there.

Then again, nobody knew about her and if Charles had read the stencil on the door he would just think I’m a private detective.

One he wanted to talk to at the point of a gun, apparently. He didn’t say anything as he pointed it at me but he did sway on his feet a little.

I frowned, somewhere. “You feeling okay, bub?”

Bub smiled and showed me a lot of white Hollywood teeth. My frown lit up the circuits down one side of me and back up the other like a jukebox.

There was a streak of blood across his two front teeth.

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