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said:
"Seems there's a Mr. Martinson. He has jobs for the Gee-Gees now and then. He
told the Grosse
Hermann, that's their boss, that he wanted this Lavin dame picked up and
doped. They were supposed to deliver her to some place on Long Island. The kid
didn't go along; he doesn't remember just where. Says if he heard it he'd "
Mundin was tearing upstairs. To the weeping child he barked: "Room 2003,
Administration Building, Morristown, Long Island!"
"That's it, mister," said the kid, sniffling. "I told her I'd remember if "
Mundin went back into the living room and leaned against a wall, brooding. So
Norma was being kept on tap for the stockholders' meeting. Why? More
conditioning? A forced transfer of her stock?
No not her stock, she didn't have any. Don Lavin's stock. She was the legatee;
her brother had the stock
So they would knock off her brother, and they would have the owner.
As simple as that.
Mundin said to Lana, "Listen. You saw that I have no more dough, not right
now. But I need help.
This thing is big bigger than you might think. There are well, thousands
involved." What a fool he would have been to tell the truth and say billions!
"It's big and it's complicated. First, can
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friends the Grenadiers are overdue! to kill a young man named Don Lavin." He
didn't wait for an answer but went right on: "Second, can you get me to the
Administration Building in Morristown? I swear you'll be taken care of if this
thing breaks right."
Lana measured him with her eyes. Then she said: "Can do. We won't haggle right
now."
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She barked orders; a silent group of children collected their broken bottles
from the mantel over the wood-burning fireplace and slipped out.
Lana said definitely: "The Gee-Gees won't get to your friend. As for
Morristown well, if the Gee-
Gees can make a delivery there I guess I can. Frankly, I don't like it.
Morris-town's tough. But we have an arrangeraenfwith the Itty-JJitties there.
They're rats; they use guns; but "
She shrugged helplessly. You gotta go along, her shrug said.
Mundin found himself escorted to the door. "Wait a minute," he said. "I want
to hole up somewhere for the night. 111 meet you here in the morning, but what
about right now?"
Bligh volunteered, "How about my place, Mr. Mundin? It isn't much, but we've
got bars."
Lana nodded. "That'll do. In the morning what now?"
One of the Wabbits slipped in the door and reported to her. "Gee-Gee scouts,"
he said. "We got one of them but there's a couple more around. Might be a
raid."
"Well fix them," Lana said grimly. "Guess they want their boy back. Come on,
you two; I'll have to convoy you out of here."
She led the way. The street was black and silent; before they had taken three
steps Lana was invisible. Mundin followed Bligh's confident stride with some
qualms.
Lana melted back out of the darkness and said, "Hold it! There's one of the
Gee-Gees under that fence. 111 get her "
Her bottle glimmered. Bligh choked and tackled her from behind as she was
about to slice into a pudgy ten-year-old face. Lana floundered on the ground
swearing while Bligh addressed his stepdaughter, "Sandy, get the hell out of
here. These are friends of mine. Ill see you at home!"
Alexandra, wriggling as he clutched her arm, said philosophically, "Sorry,
NorvelL That's the way the little ball bounces." She threw back her head in a
barking, strangling yell: "Sieg heil!
Sieg "
Norvell held off Lana with one hand and with the other measured the distance
to Alexandra's jaw.
He knocked her out, heaved her over his shoulder and panted, "Let's go,
Mundin. You tag along, Lana."
In ten minutes Mundin had to relieve the little man of Alexandra's weight. By
the time Mundin's knees were buckling, the girl was coming to.
Bligh addressed her quietly and seriously, rubbing his knuckles the while.
After that she trailed sulkily along with them.
Mrs. Bligh tried to raise hell when the four of them came in. "And," she
screamed at Norvie, "where have you been? Out of here without a word gone for
hours we could have "
Norvell said it was none of her business. He said it in such a way that
Alexandra gasped with indignation, Lana with admiration. Mundin blushed at the
language, but reflected that Belly Rave was doing things for little Mr. Bligh.
And the things were not necessarily bad.
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"And," Norvell concluded, "if I see any more monkey-business between that
hairy ape Shep and you, there is going to be trouble. I'm warning you!"
"Hah!" sneered Virgina Bligh. "I suppose you'll beat him up."
"Don't be silly," Bligh said. "He could break me in two. I'd wait until he
went away, and then I'd beat you up."
Lana said sweetly, "I'm going now. What about this little stinker?" She jerked
a thumb at the sullen Alexandra.
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"I'll take care of her," Bligh promised. "She didn't know any better, that's
all."
Lana gauged him. "Okay," she said. "Be back in the morning." She was gone, as
Virginia Bligh, regaining her breath, started in for the second round.
Mundin said, "Please. I've got a hard day tomorrow can I get some sleep?" »
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said:
"Seems there's a Mr. Martinson. He has jobs for the Gee-Gees now and then. He
told the Grosse
Hermann, that's their boss, that he wanted this Lavin dame picked up and
doped. They were supposed to deliver her to some place on Long Island. The kid
didn't go along; he doesn't remember just where. Says if he heard it he'd "
Mundin was tearing upstairs. To the weeping child he barked: "Room 2003,
Administration Building, Morristown, Long Island!"
"That's it, mister," said the kid, sniffling. "I told her I'd remember if "
Mundin went back into the living room and leaned against a wall, brooding. So
Norma was being kept on tap for the stockholders' meeting. Why? More
conditioning? A forced transfer of her stock?
No not her stock, she didn't have any. Don Lavin's stock. She was the legatee;
her brother had the stock
So they would knock off her brother, and they would have the owner.
As simple as that.
Mundin said to Lana, "Listen. You saw that I have no more dough, not right
now. But I need help.
This thing is big bigger than you might think. There are well, thousands
involved." What a fool he would have been to tell the truth and say billions!
"It's big and it's complicated. First, can
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file:///F|/rah/Frederik%20Pohl/Pohl,%20Frederik%20&%20Kornbluth%20-%20Gladiato
r-at-Law%20v1.0.txt you throw a guard around 37598 Willowdale? I think your
friends the Grenadiers are overdue! to kill a young man named Don Lavin." He
didn't wait for an answer but went right on: "Second, can you get me to the
Administration Building in Morristown? I swear you'll be taken care of if this
thing breaks right."
Lana measured him with her eyes. Then she said: "Can do. We won't haggle right
now."
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She barked orders; a silent group of children collected their broken bottles
from the mantel over the wood-burning fireplace and slipped out.
Lana said definitely: "The Gee-Gees won't get to your friend. As for
Morristown well, if the Gee-
Gees can make a delivery there I guess I can. Frankly, I don't like it.
Morris-town's tough. But we have an arrangeraenfwith the Itty-JJitties there.
They're rats; they use guns; but "
She shrugged helplessly. You gotta go along, her shrug said.
Mundin found himself escorted to the door. "Wait a minute," he said. "I want
to hole up somewhere for the night. 111 meet you here in the morning, but what
about right now?"
Bligh volunteered, "How about my place, Mr. Mundin? It isn't much, but we've
got bars."
Lana nodded. "That'll do. In the morning what now?"
One of the Wabbits slipped in the door and reported to her. "Gee-Gee scouts,"
he said. "We got one of them but there's a couple more around. Might be a
raid."
"Well fix them," Lana said grimly. "Guess they want their boy back. Come on,
you two; I'll have to convoy you out of here."
She led the way. The street was black and silent; before they had taken three
steps Lana was invisible. Mundin followed Bligh's confident stride with some
qualms.
Lana melted back out of the darkness and said, "Hold it! There's one of the
Gee-Gees under that fence. 111 get her "
Her bottle glimmered. Bligh choked and tackled her from behind as she was
about to slice into a pudgy ten-year-old face. Lana floundered on the ground
swearing while Bligh addressed his stepdaughter, "Sandy, get the hell out of
here. These are friends of mine. Ill see you at home!"
Alexandra, wriggling as he clutched her arm, said philosophically, "Sorry,
NorvelL That's the way the little ball bounces." She threw back her head in a
barking, strangling yell: "Sieg heil!
Sieg "
Norvell held off Lana with one hand and with the other measured the distance
to Alexandra's jaw.
He knocked her out, heaved her over his shoulder and panted, "Let's go,
Mundin. You tag along, Lana."
In ten minutes Mundin had to relieve the little man of Alexandra's weight. By
the time Mundin's knees were buckling, the girl was coming to.
Bligh addressed her quietly and seriously, rubbing his knuckles the while.
After that she trailed sulkily along with them.
Mrs. Bligh tried to raise hell when the four of them came in. "And," she
screamed at Norvie, "where have you been? Out of here without a word gone for
hours we could have "
Norvell said it was none of her business. He said it in such a way that
Alexandra gasped with indignation, Lana with admiration. Mundin blushed at the
language, but reflected that Belly Rave was doing things for little Mr. Bligh.
And the things were not necessarily bad.
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"And," Norvell concluded, "if I see any more monkey-business between that
hairy ape Shep and you, there is going to be trouble. I'm warning you!"
"Hah!" sneered Virgina Bligh. "I suppose you'll beat him up."
"Don't be silly," Bligh said. "He could break me in two. I'd wait until he
went away, and then I'd beat you up."
Lana said sweetly, "I'm going now. What about this little stinker?" She jerked
a thumb at the sullen Alexandra.
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"I'll take care of her," Bligh promised. "She didn't know any better, that's
all."
Lana gauged him. "Okay," she said. "Be back in the morning." She was gone, as
Virginia Bligh, regaining her breath, started in for the second round.
Mundin said, "Please. I've got a hard day tomorrow can I get some sleep?" »
Chapter Fifteen
THEY SPENT THE MORNING in Old Monmouth, Mundin and Lana and Norvie Bligh, who [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]