"Chapter2" - читать интересную книгу автора (Carpenter Matthew)

Slash walked towards him as she noticed out of the corner of her
eye, Nemesis going to a sofa on the far side of the room to throw his
jacket down.

"So what did you bring me?" he asked, not changing his blank
expression.

"Merry Christmas , Nebulus" Slash retorted in a painfully sly tone
of voice and a slight grin as she pulled Dave's head out of the black bag
she was holding.

"Not bad. What else did you bring me?" Nebulus asked raising an
eyebrow, taking another drink without removing his eyes from her.

"The last time he said he ran into us was a few weeks ago" she said
dropping his head into the disposal system next to the desk without a
thought or a look. "He denied going after Cryon last night. He died with
his story in tact so either he was one devoted liar, or he was too scared to
make up a fake story. In any case, we've got copies of his records for the
past two months including his work on the international nets and his
individual activities around the sites."

Nemesis had put his coat down and returned to the discussion.
Standing about half a foot over Nebulus, his body was highlighted from
the lighting array suspended from the ceiling by chains. His skin was
very dark brown with tints of gray that seemed even darker behind
Nebulus' white jacket. His black tank top showed off his large muscles
that had obviously been enhanced through drugs. His black hair was cut
in a spiked military fashion and he still wore his shades, even though
the lighting inside wasn't that illuminating.

"Or else he was there and tried to make us believe he wasn't. You
should've pulled more info out of him before you killed him. Now we
don't know what's going on" retorted Nebulus. He slouched back into his
padded chair and enabled the foot rest. He closed his eyes, running his
hand through his military style blond hair only to let out of a frustrated
sigh that was meant to be heard. He leaned back with his eyes closed as
the other two members of the group who had been at the bar the whole
time, came up to the table.

"Hey kids, how's it goin'? Did you and Davey-boy have fun
tonight or what." It was Zlik. Slash hated his humor, especially when it
wasn't in taste. He walked closer to her side egging her on with his
cock-eyed smirking that drove her nuts. "Come on, tell old Zlik what
happened baby."

"Knock it off Zlik. Why don't you take you and your filthy street
'garb' somewhere where I can't smell it." darted Slash, eyeing him with
one of those 'Don't push me looks'. "We got enough problems without