Suckers - J.A. Konrath
Suckers - J.A. Konrath
Suckers - J.A. Konrath
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good on TV anymore, and kids can get bored in the 'burbs.<br />
After spreading around a lot of Phoebe’s cash, I managed to track down the Pires’ main<br />
hangout, owned by a guy who called himself Vlad. Word on the street, Vlad was thirtysomething,<br />
balding and overweight, and wore contact lenses that made his eyes look bloodshot.<br />
Just the kind of daddy-figure teenage girls found irresistible.<br />
I was in the middle of breaking into Casa de Vlad when sauce-boy wandered over,<br />
witnessing my felony-in-progress.<br />
"Look." He tried to smile, but it looked funny with my gun on his cheek. "This is really none<br />
of my business, and I really have to get home while the pasta is still al dente or I’ll be sleeping<br />
on the sofa for a week. And our sofa has these big, pointy springs that stick out of the cushions<br />
that feel like fish hooks."<br />
"You think I’m an idiot?"<br />
"Actually—"<br />
I gave him another love tap with the butt of my Magnum.<br />
"Here’s the deal, sofa-man. I have to get into this house and grab someone. This someone<br />
may not want to go with me, and she may have some friends who don’t want to see her go. So<br />
this is going to be complicated enough without having to worry about the police showing up in<br />
three minutes because your pansy sofa-ass went whining to them."<br />
"I won’t call the police. The police and I don’t have a very good relationship. I kind of<br />
annoy them. I—"<br />
I tapped him on the head again. "I wasn’t finished."<br />
"Can you please stop—"<br />
Tap. "You’re still talking."<br />
He looked at me and opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of it.<br />
I hit him anyway.<br />
"But I didn’t—"<br />
"You just did." Tap.<br />
I may have tapped him too hard, because he went from his knees onto his ass.<br />
"The thing is, Saucey, much as I’m just dying inside to trust you, it’s probably better if I<br />
don’t. Do you have ten feet of clothesline on you?"<br />
He didn’t say anything, which I took to be a no.<br />
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