"Peter David - PSI-man 2 - Deathscape" - читать интересную книгу автора (David Peter)

"There's that. There's always that. Course if I wanted to kill you, you'd have a bullet in your
brain right now."

There was a soft footfall behind Buzz, and he turned to see Jupiter standing in the doorway.

Jupiter had been the passenger in the van. He should have been right behind Buzz, but as
always, he took his own sweet time getting anywhere. Privately, Buzz figured that it was
because Jupiter was allowing for the possibility of a trap at all times, and figured that it would
be preferable for Buzz to spring it.

Jupiter was a small man, especially in comparison to Buzz, and yet there was something
about him that indisputably marked him as the leader. His body was lean and muscular, his
neck long, and his face foxlike. His hair was close-cropped and blond, almost white. He
surveyed the group, those he could see and those he couldn't.

Buzz pointed into the darkness. "Shai shot my lighter," he complained.

"Filthy habit," said Jupiter.

This drew a low laugh from the darkness, and an angry grimace from Buzz.

There was a slow shifting of feet as someone rose in the darkness, and moments later a tall
man stepped from the dark. The deep blackness of his skin had hidden him well in much the
same way that the darkness enfolded the Doberman on guard outside. His head was shaved
clean, but a thin beard ran along the edges of his lantern jaw. He was cradling a sleek I&L
automatic with nightscope and silencer, his preferred hand weapon and the one that he had
used moments ago to dissuade Buzz from lighting up. In his deep voice he rumbled, "Buzz said
it scopes. Buzz is an asshole, though. What you say, Jupe?"

"It scopes," agreed Jupiter in that smooth way he had. "In factтАж we do it tonight."

"Aw, man," came the female voice, and now she stepped out as well into the pale light that
the night sky was providing. "We do it tonight, by morning they'll be combing the area for us."

"No, Luta," replied Jupiter. "They will think we've fled the area. It won't occur to them that
we'd be less than two miles away."

Luta pursed her lips. She looked small and withdrawn, habitually wearing clothes that were
much too large on her. Her sleeves usually covered over her hands. Her red hair was
close-cropped and hidden beneath a kerchief, her body equally hidden beneath the many
layers of clothing. Her eyes were large and smoldering. "Bullshit," she said.

"It's not bullshit," replied Jupiter, but Luta wasn't listening anymore. She had retreated
back into the darkness, there to murmur to herself and occasionally snarl angrily.

"You think we can take it?" said Shai after a moment.

"Yeah, we can take it," replied Jupiter.

"Place is guarded."