Shadowrun - Novel - 18 - Worlds Without End.pdf

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Shadowrun Caroline Spector - Worlds Without End "Please, spare me the usual dancing," I said. "It's cold out here. Come inside." I turned and went into the house. Behind me I could hear him getting his bag and shutting the doors to the car. "Lock the door and switch the system back on," I called over my shoulder. He muttered something under his breath, but oddly enough he did as I asked. I went into the great room where I'd started a fire earlier that evening. Sometime between the sherry and the scotch. "Did you leave that woman at home?" I asked. "Yes," he said as he shrugged off his coat and tossed it on the couch. He flopped down into one of the wing chairs in front of the fire. I handed him a snifter of brandy and poured myself another scotch. "I'm surprised. I'd've thought you'd bring her along to iron your shirts. Or something." "Or something?" he asked. Coy, that one. "Whatever it is you do with girls young enough to be your great-great-great-great-great-great-greatgreat-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-greatgreat-great—" He held up his hands. "I get the picture." "Oh, please, I don't want to hear about your peculiarities in that area." "Do you care?" he asked. "What goes on between us is none of your business." 25 Caroline Spector I turned away from him, stung by his remarks. Of course his life wasn't my concern. It hadn't been for centuries. But old habits die hard. The silence stretched out between us. Once I enjoyed them. But now it felt awkward and tense. I longed for things to be as they once had, but it was far too late for that. As usual. "I had a terrible time getting through UK customs," he said at last. "Were you carrying anything?" I asked as I turned and walked toward him. He gestured for me to sit across from him as though this were his house and not mine. "No." "Made any enemies in the UK lately?" He smiled then. I was glad he wasn't wearing his makeup. That awful mask he'd adopted out of some perverse sense of humor. Wicked Caimbeul. Página 10
Shadowrun Caroline Spector - Worlds Without End We chatted then about meaningless things. Things to distract us from the free-floating tensions of a failed romance and too many years of history. The fire had begun to die down and we were both a little muzzy. "So," I said. But it came out more like "show." "Why all the mystery about your visit?" Part of me, foolishly, hoped that his surprise had to do with the sudden realization that he'd been momentarily insane all those years ago when he'd left me. "I beat them," he said, his voice dropping into a slightly drunken, conspiratorial tone. "You've been 26 WORLDS WITHOUT END saying that NAN would bring them back with all that blood magic. And you were right, Aina." I felt a cold finger touch my heart. Suddenly the alcohol warmth fled and I was wide-awake sober. "What are you saying?" I tried to keep my voice from shaking, but I failed. He didn't notice, though. "They tried to get back, but I stopped them," he said. "Ah, well, I did have some help. A group of shadowrunners I enlisted. We went and played our little games on the metaplanes. God, it was fantastic. I haven't felt so alive since—I don't know when. Can you imagine it? Just my wits against them. "Oh, there was some business with them recently in Maui, but that was easy enough to handle." He gave a pleased laugh. Full and rich. I hadn't heard that tone in his voice in so long I'd almost forgotten he could sound that way. Had it been anything else to bring this joy about I would have been delighted, but all I wanted to do was shake him. Hard. Laughing and enjoying this ... this catastrophe. It was just like him to think he'd finished them off. What hubris. What ego. "... And then I told them the story about Thayla," he was saying. "And I sent them on a quest to find her voice." "Did it work?" "Of course it did," he said, indignantly. "What do you take me for? A dilettante? I know we've had our disagreements, but even you can see what a feat this is. "What I see is your ego is out of bounds again. In 27 Caroline Spector Página 11
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