Nether by Beymer Jason

Author:Beymer, Jason [Beymer, Jason]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: Tomes and TV
Published: 2014-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Speed

The Eiffel took the onramp to the 101 Freeway. Burklin checked the digital clock on the dashboard: 5:50. The sun peeked over the mountaintops. “Come on, you stupid car.” He slammed his palm against the dash. “Come on!”

Burklin was a carriage driver whipping a horse with a noodle. The speedometer had yet to crack sixty. He merged onto the freeway at full gallop and pressed his foot hard against the pedal. If he slowed down, he might never get above fifty-five again.

“Wow,” Pearl said. “You’re pushing this thing. I think I heard the bumper fly off.”

Burklin jolted the car into the left lane and passed a motorcycle. He swung around an old lady in a pick-up truck. No traffic at this hour, but that wouldn’t last long.

Several minutes later, Pearl scratched at the window. “Hey,” she said. “Isn’t that Black Beauty?”

Burklin took his eyes off the few cars on the road and glanced in the direction of the dog’s scratching. Chrome caught the first rays of sunlight and the hubcaps glistened. His baby came speeding up behind him: a majestic wingless angel, a gliding mistress in silk lingerie, pixie dust on a cool—

“Stop orgasming,” Pearl said. “Drive faster.”

“Right.”

His baby ripped into a motorcycle and knocked it over. The bike caught the bumper and launched the rider over the roof. It flipped on its side, then wedged beneath the car, sprinkling sparks over Black Beauty’s windshield.

“How did Garrick get here so fast?” Burklin said. “I thought he was in his office.”

“That’s not Garrick,” Pearl said.

“Then who the hell is that?” Burklin saw the woman’s face behind the shower of sparks. “Lorraine? Hey, she’s got a passenger.”

“She does?” Pearl stood on her hind legs. “Oh, snap! She does. Faster!”

“I think this car tops out at fifty-five.” He gunned it anyway, hoping it might catch some lost, forgotten gear.

Black Beauty swiveled to the next lane. The motorcycle emerged from underneath it and tumbled into the center divider. The dented chrome bumper crept up behind him.

Burklin cranked the steering wheel and cut around a slow-moving van.

“She’s trying to pass us,” Pearl said.

“Who’s sitting in the passenger seat next to her? Oops, you’d better hang on to something.”

Black Beauty crept up on the left, and Burklin swung over one lane. He put his car directly in front of it. In the rearview mirror, Lorraine screamed as she smashed against his back bumper. The impact threw Pearl off the seat and onto the floorboards.

“Are you okay?” Burklin asked.

“Yeah,” she said. “But I think I’ll cower down here if it’s all the same to you.”

Black Beauty revved up and hit his bumper again. With the extra boost, the Eiffel broke sixty. He almost cheered.

The pushing stopped and Black Beauty swerved into the far right lane.

“Oh, no you don’t.” Burklin turned the steering wheel and blasted into Black Beauty’s side. Lorraine met the challenge and turned into the Eiffel, overpowering it. The two cars clashed with the sound of exploding metal. Unfortunately for Burklin, Black Beauty was an American Goliath to his French David.

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