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Bradley s puzzled voice seems very far away.  What the hell did you do? God, the smell in here is awful.
Open a window.
 Oh no, Darryl says. Couldn t do that. Anna would like it. And for once, Anna is not going to get what
she wants.
Bradley moves into my line of sight. He s looking at me, confusion casting a shadow on his face.  Is she
allergic to garlic? How would you know that? I don t get this, Darryl.
Darryl comes close, grabs my arm, and flings me toward the couch. I land on my side, fighting to clear
my head, still retching.
Darryl sits on the ottoman facing me.  I m going to tell you what s wrong with Anna, he says. He s
watching me as he directs his words to Bradley.  She s a vampire.
Bradley laughs. Yeah.Right. Whatever you ve been smoking, I d like a hit.
 I m serious, Darryl says. He reaches out a hand and smoothes a lock of my hair away from my face,
as if to get a better view.
I snarl and snap at the hand, but he s too fast. I m snapping at air. It takes all the strength I can muster to
get a few words out.  I m going to kill you.
He raises an eyebrow. Yeah? Well, then, go for it. I m right here.
Bradley s voice cuts in.  Whatever delusions you two share, I ll leave you to them. I m out of here.
You ve got the computer. I ve got to get back to my partner and the Chief.
Darryl never takes his eyes from mine.  You goingto take care of that other little problem?
 As soon as I can find her.That girl seems to have vanished off the face of the Earth. But I ll stay on
Frey. He s the key. I m sure of it.
Bradley leans down so that his eyes lock onto mine.  Are you going to need a trash pickup? His
expression makes it clear who the  trash is.  We don t want to make the same mistake we made with
Carolyn.
Darryl grins.  I told you, Anna s a vampire.Won t be anything left but a pile of dust.
Bradley exhales with a huff.  Whatever. He straightens up.  Well, Anna, it s been a pleasure. I ll let
Darryl answer any questions you may have about our partnership. I have a feeling he ll be eager to share.
You ve made quite an impression on him.
He starts toward the front door and I realize my only hope is to follow him outside. If I don t get out of
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this room now, while I can muster a rational thought, I ll be at Darryl s mercy.
But Darryl seems to be anticipating what I ll try to do. He reaches out an arm and just the mere pressure
of his hand on my shoulder keeps me from moving. He remains like that until we hear the door shut
behind Bradley. Then he lets the arm drop.
 You don t want to go until you ve heard the story, do you? he says.
 Tell me. I can barely form the words. About Carolyn.
He shrugs.  We wanted to know where Trish was. She wouldn t tell us. She gave you up, though. She
didn t like you very much.
He reaches behind, to the coffee table where he s placed the computer, and pulls it onto his lap. He
opens it, powers it up, and from the audio, I know it s one of Trish s videos that he s watching.
His eyes are riveted on the screen, and lust, like oily sweat, glistens on his face. When it s over, he
closes his eyes and smiles.
 She s great, isn t she?So young.So pretty. She s not old enough to understand that the way her body
responds is a natural thing beyond her control. She feels shame. Well, that will change. We ll have to
take her to the next step. Her fans are growing impatient. The video of her deflowering will bring big
bucks. I m thinking of participating in that one myself. The spanking is a new twist. We can milk that for
awhile.
He talks as if to himself. My gut twists with rage. I have to get out of here.
Darryl continues, lost in the swampland of his own thoughts.  My dad started this business.Years ago
when we lived inBoston . Of course, then there was more risk involved. You actually had to get out there
and find the talent. That was my dad s downfall. In fact, it was how I came to know Bradley and
Donovan. They arrested my dad. Couldn t do anything for him, but when Bradley saw the money we
were making& Well, let s just say he underwent an attitude adjustment.
He gets up from the ottoman and moves to a chair opposite me.  It was Bradley s suggestion I move
west. He made sure I wasn t indicted with my father, for a price, of course, and a cut of any future
business. I had some money the Feds didn t find, so I bought this place and a few apartment houses in
areas I thought might prove fertile hunting ground. I was right. Carolyn Delaney moved in with her
daughter. She had lousy taste in men, and she had expensive habits. She was always behind in the rent,
always short of money. And she had a kid. In short, she was perfect. We d fuck once in awhile for [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]