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He puffs his cigarette.
“And sometimes stealing a bit helps. Not everyone who comes to the clinic can pay.”
Vidocq’s girlfriend, Allegra, runs a hoodoo clinic for down-and-out Sub Rosas and Lurkers. Doc Kinski used to run it with Candy taking care of the front desk. Then Aelita murdered him. That bothered a lot of people, myself included. Kinski was my father.
“How is Allegra?”
“Well. She has trained two competent assistants.” He looks at Candy. “She misses you working beside her.” He looks at me. “And believe it or not, she misses you.”
Allegra didn’t take it well when she found out that I’d become Lucifer. She accused me of all kinds of nefarious shit. Mostly Sunday school stuff, which I didn’t expect from her. We haven’t spoken much since.
“Maybe we ought to keep it that way,” I say. “Whenever we get near each other, someone says something stupid.”
“Someone?” asks Candy.
“Okay. Me.”
“And yet her desire to see you both remains unchanged,” Vidocq says.
I toss him Garrett’s cash.
“Give her this.”
He nods and puts it in the pocket of his greatcoat.
“We both thank you for this.”
Candy says, “Can I have the clip?”
I say, “Why? We don’t have any money.”
Vidocq takes the clip off the cash and hands it to her. Her eyes light up.
“I just like it,” she says. “It’s shiny. I’ll find something to do with it.”
I take off the robe. The bullet wound stings a little, but the blisters hurt like a son of a bitch. I put on my leather bike pants and boots. Find an old Maximum Overdrive video-store T-shirt that’s not covered in bullet holes or blood and put that on too.
“I don’t suppose you’d consider taking me along,” says Vidocq.
“To Hell? I don’t want to take her. Why would I subject you to it too?”
“I’d like to see the afterlife. With my condition it’s doubtful I’ll ever see it legitimately.”
A hundred and fifty years ago Vidocq made himself immortal. It wasn’t his fault. He wasn’t trying to do it. Just one of his alchemical experiments took a wrong turn and left him with a condition most people would kill for. Me, I’d rather have X-ray vision. At least it would be fun at parties.
I say, “Forget it. Allegra would truly kill me dead if I took you.”
He sighs, knowing I’m right.
“And she’d be right, of course. You’re a terrible influence on us all.”
He nods to me and blows Candy a kiss. He holds up the cash.
“And thank you for this,” he says before leaving through the grandfather clock, the real entrance to our secret hideaway.
“He’s right. You are a terrible influence,” says Candy.
“I thought that’s why you stuck around.”
