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“How about a body?”
His eyes narrow.
“Is this case of yours going to get me one?”
“I doubt it. But fucking off in here isn’t either. The more hoodoo work we do, the more likely one of us will stumble on a fix-it spell for your situation.”
“My situation,” he mumbles. “You put me in this situation.”
“After you shot me.”
He smacks the keyboard and the computer wakes up.
“Asshole. Here I was, talking to a pretty girl, content as Jayne Mansfield’s pasties, and you come in and want me to flip burgers on the night shift.”
“You’ll check the Codex?”
“I’ll check.”
“Cool.”
I get up to go out. He yells something at me.
“I need highly concentrated carbs to do this brain work. Get me something cold and I’ll make you Employee of the Month.”
I go to the kitchen and get a six-pack from the fridge.
I set it on his table and say, “You want a soufflé or something, too? I’ll need to warm up the oven.”
“This will do. Don’t forget to punch out when you leave.”
“I’m about to punch something.”
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Aloha from Hell
I ASK THE night manager what room Candy is in and head upstairs to the last one at the back. It has a nice view of a used-car lot.
I stop for a second before going in, feeling a little strange. Candy and I have been dancing around each other for months, but we’ve hardly ever been alone together. Maybe the one and only time was when she stabbed me in the heart to give me the zombie serum. Does that count as a first date? And if so, on what planet? I’m thirteen again, trying to figure out how to talk to a girl. This is ridiculous. We’ve killed and fought side by side and kept the gates of Hell from opening. I should be able to string enough words together not to drool on myself.
I open the door and Candy is waiting for me, standing naked in the middle of the bed. I barely get the door closed when she jumps all the way across the room and lands on my chest, pinning me against the wall. A pure predator ambush.
Candy’s skin is as corpse cold as I remember from the first time she pecked me on the cheek outside Doc Kinski’s clinic. But she warms up when we fall onto the bed and I’m on top of her and we’re kissing like it’s the cure for cancer.
She shreds my shirt with her nails and I barely get my pants off before she destroys those, too.
Candy wraps her legs around me. I slip inside her and the world goes black and hot. Her teeth woombHer teelf into my shoulder. I pull her hair as her nails dig into my back. I pull harder and bend her head back so I can see her face. I catch a glimpse of the Jade lurking just under the skin. Her nails extend into claws and our grinding bodies torpedo us from this soft and stupid human world to someplace where monsters can tear and bite. No one’s afraid of it and all the groans and pain and craziness are beautiful.
The hotel bed makes a sound like a bullet and collapses beneath us. I pull her legs onto my shoulders and push deeper inside her. When she throws back her arms, her hands smash through the cheap wall paneling. She shifts her weight and rolls on top of me. My elbow comes down on the nightstand, cracking it and demolishing the phone.>“Who gave you the special Akira?”
“I can’t tell you.”
“Sure you can. Just give me a name, I’ll go, and you can get back to turning your brain to fish food.”
“Fuck you.”
She practically spits the words. Her whole body changes. She was a limp jellyfish a second ago and now she’s ready to put her fist through the wall. We’re on to the next step in this soap opera. She’s not thinking like a tame little user now. She’s moved into dealer mode. Hard-core. Defiant.
