Shadowrun - 09 - Shadowplay by Findley Nigel

Author:Findley, Nigel [Findley, Nigel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Three more attackers—a man and two women, all wearing corp fashions—were sprawled here and there, in various states of disassembly. Blood and tissue were everywhere, and the room smelled like a slaughterhouse. Falcon swallowed hard, trying to keep his stomach where it belonged.

Modal was in the doorway, firing out into the hall. Probably taking out stragglers, Falcon surmised. The elf’s lips were drawn back from his teeth in what looked like a smile of inhuman glee.

He’ll kill me, too. The thought struck Falcon with an impact like a bullet-train. He thinks I’m a liability, he’s said it often enough. He wants to get rid of me.

And what better time than now? One shot, and all Modal had to tell the woman was that Falcon had stopped a round fired by one of the attackers. No more liability. No more Dennis Falk.

The young ganger looked at the machine pistol in the hand of the nearest corpse. It works both ways, he thought fiercely. I can kill him before he kills me, and blame it on the raiders.

If he was going to do it, he had to do it fast. The sounds of the firefight were dying down in the hall outside. He pried the dead man’s fingers from the weapon. Rose to a crouch, leveled the weapon at the elf’s back. Started to squeeze the trigger, then froze in midmovement.

What was he doing? He wasn’t a murderer. Sure, he’d killed—first the slag in Denny Park, then Slick at Pier 42. But both of them had been trying to kill him. It had been pure self-defense, him or them. But now? He couldn’t shoot Modal in the back. He couldn’t.

He lowered the gun.

Modal turned, as if sensing something behind him. Looked back over his shoulder.

Falcon had the machine pistol still gripped in both hands, the barrel pointing at the floor behind the elf.

Their eyes met for a moment.

And Falcon knew—knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt—that Modal realized what had almost happened. For a moment the elf stood, stock-still. Then his lips twisted in a wry half-smile.

“Let’s get the frag out of here,” he said. “And bring your toy along.”

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