Shadowrun - 32 - Wolf & Raven by Stackpole Michael A

Author:Stackpole, Michael A [Stackpole, Michael A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

II

I arrived at the Dome late in the afternoon the next day because of the night game. I found Jimmy already there and dropped to the bench in front of the locker I’d been assigned. “Jimmy, thanks for going out last night. Valerie is on cloud nine, or so I was told when Lynn called me after talking to Val.”

“Good. She was a lot of fun.” He smiled pleasantly. “She drove me back to my place and we talked for a long time. She knows baseball and a lot more, too.”

I pulled my street shoes off and set them beside the spikes in the bottom of the locker. “I was directed to communicate to you, through means subtle but effective, that Val would be willing to go out with you again.”

He nodded. “Yeah, I’d like to see her again, too. Did you manage to get Lynn back to her apartment in the tower before her folks called Lone Star?”

I shook my head. “They called, but I have a friend at Lone Star who intercepted the report, calmed them down, and gave me a call on my car phone.” Lynn and her parents work for Fuchi and share a family suite of apartments in one of their corporate towers downtown. Because she is an only child and because the corp encourages close familial ties, her parents tend to worry a bit. I get along well with them, but come the witching hour, her mother gets anxious. “Lynn said her mother wanted to know if we had a nice time, what with the evening being so short and all.”

I pulled off my leather jacket, then shrugged my way out of my shoulder holster. As I turned to hang the Beretta Viper-14 beneath the jacket in my locker, my right shoulder popped audibly. Jimmy looked up and I worked my shoulders around, eliciting a similar pop from the left shoulder. “Batting practice left me stiff.” Jimmy waved Thumper over. “Wolf, take off your turtleneck and that kevlar vest. Thumper, work some of that Atomic balm into his shoulders.”

“Relax, Wolf. Relief’s here.”

I pulled off my shirt and vest as Thumper dipped his index finger into a squat white jar of red gel. It came out with a big gob pungent enough to make onions weep, and the Old One started howling because of the way it smelled to him. I did my best to ignore his whining and just let myself luxuriate in the warmth as Thumper worked it deep into my shoulders and neck. “Man, Thumper, that’s great.”

Jimmy smiled, then nodded at a grizzled dwarf bearing a black case. “Time already, Coach? We got a couple of hours yet before the game.”

The dwarf shrugged. “The league’s got someone here to go over things, so I expect the whole process will take longer.” The dwarf reached over and bent Jimmy’s right ear down, exposing the chipjack set into his mastoid bone. From the case he drew a small chip and slotted it into the jack with a click.

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