Видоизмененный углерод

Chapter 12

           

           Theblond’seyesflaredwhitelyather,butwhateverretorthewasmusteringbehindthecurlofhislipquietenedastwomen,presumablyDeekandOktai,pushedintothetinyroomonanotherwaveofjunkrhythmfromthecorridor.MyeyesmeasuredDeckandplacedhiminthesamecategorymuscleasthepipe-wielder,thenswitchedtohiscompanion,whowasstaringsteadilyatme.Myhearttwitched.OktaiwastheMongol.

           Jerryjerkedhisheadinmydirection.

           "Thishim?"heasked.

           Oktainoddedslowly,asavagegrinoftriumphetchedacrosshisbroadface.Hismassivehandswereclenchingandunclenchingathissides.Hewasworkingthroughanextremeofhatesodeepitwaschokinghim.Icouldseethebumpwheresomeonehadinexpertlyrepairedhisbrokennosewithtissueweld,butthatdidn’tseemlikeenoughtowarrantthefuryIwaswatching.

           "Allright,Ryker."Theblondleanedforwardalittle."Youwanttochangeyourstory?Youwanttotellmewhyyou’rebreakingmyballsdownhere?"

           Hewastalkingtome.

           Deckspatintoacorneroftheroom.

           "Idon’tknow,"Isaidclearly,"whatthefuckyouaretalkingabout.Youturnedmydaughterintoaprostitute,andthenyoukilledher.Andforthat,I’mgoingtokillyou."

           "Idoubtyou’llgetthechanceforthat,"saidJerry,crouchingoppositemeandlookingatthefloor.

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