The Horrible Man by Michael Avallone

Author:Michael Avallone [Avallone, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Story Merchant Books
Published: 2014-03-12T22:00:00+00:00

NINE

TEN AND BINGO!

□ She hadn't come wearing war paint. That was obvious in the tantalising stance she had assumed in the doorway to the bedroom. The pale white of her flesh, accented by the stark dark of the slip and panties, sent out messages of seduction and give it to me, baby.

"Two questions," I demanded, not moving from the centre of the room or bothering to pick up the fallen parcel. "What cat-house did you just crawl out of and how did you get in here?"

It was her day for being nice. She just wasn't going to get mad. She yawned, stretching her big arms. Her lashes fluttered at me.

"Make nice, Eddie. I wanta be friends."

"That's a laugh. Answer the questions."

She blinked. "I got here a few hours ago. You think you're the only one who can use a skelteon key. I wanted to talk to you. We could get a good thing going—"

"Where's Garcia Lopez?"

"Is that all you do, Eddie? Ask questions? How's your love life?"

"Great. Fifteen dames want to marry me and I don't need fifteen more rolled into one like you. So please beat it. I want to get some sleep."

She stalked from the dimly-lit bedroom. Damn but she filled the room. I backed up, getting a wide winged chair between us and putting a hand close to my shoulder holster.

"Cut it out," she rasped. "No more of that. Listen—I'm on the level with you. Arnet and me are through. He's been wetting his pants since you roughed him up. I walked out on him. I don't like chicken men. As for Gar—well, now that he knows about Spanner's will, he'll let me call the shots. You should know about Gar, Eddie. He's a nice little guy but being a midget bugs him more than he lets on. He hates being a freak—he hates me! Which means he'll do anything for a buck. He wants to retire, get out of Show Biz, stop being a freak. You get me, Eddie?"

I thought fast, still keeping an eye on her.

"You telling me Gar knows you're here, wanting to make nice with me and he's sitting still for it? That he's not going to use the hot pictures to lord it over you?"

She smiled her vacuous, but ugly smile. "You got it. 'Course I haven't seen him since he went to your office. That was this morning, wasn't it? He's been out all day." She arched her boom-booms at me. "I got this idea all by myself thinking about you. About us."

"You kill me."

"I could. In bed."

"I'll buy that. But what is there about me that's so extra special? I'd really like to know." I was stalling her, wondering how to brush her off without wrestling or calling for Pete downstairs. Also I was trying to make some sense out of Garcia Lopez pointing a .357 Magnum at the detective who had tried to help him be his own man. Money didn't seem like the proper answer.

Mady Lopez drew a little closer.

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