"Elrod, P N - Vampire Files 05 - Fire In The Blood E-Txt" - читать интересную книгу автора (Elrod P N)"Harry's got a jealous streak a mile wide. I'm really very sorry." Her apology
was light, just words she was expected to say. Her mind was on something else. "I think you should run along now, the management is figuring that we're bad for business." She saw the tux talking with another tux and both were looking our way. "I'm not worried about them." "I am. I don't want my girl to get canned because of this." "They wouldn't do that," she said with the airy confidence of the unemployed rich. "Don't bet on it." "Then come with me. I know a very quiet place that Harry doesn'tЧ" "Excuse me, sir." It was the second tux and he knew me by sight if not by name. He'd seen me pick Bobbi up at the stage exit often enough. "Never mind, I was just leaving." "I think that would be best, sir." I redeemed my hat and coat, Marian got her fox wrap, and we left with as much dignity as we could muster. It wasn't much; Marian started giggling before we were out the door. "Did you see the look on Harry's face?" "Yeah, we could sell tickets." "My car's right over here." She steered me off to the left. I went along, keeping an eye out for Summers. Marian opened the passenger door, slid in first, and patted the leather seat for me to join her. "Uh-uh. Time to say good night." She shook her head in amused disbelief, then realized with a shock that I was "Not tonight, sweetheart." I shut the door on her. She flopped across the seat to try and open it again and, failing that, she rolled down the window. "Jack, I said I want you to come with me." "And it's the nicest thing I've heard all evening." "ButЧ" "Marian, to tell the truth, you're just too much woman for me." I backed away and walked fast, putting a line of cars and a lot of darkness between us before vanishing into thin air. Distant and muffled, I heard her door open as she charged out to chase me down. She called my name a lot, growing more und more frustrated as the minutes passed. I simply waited and floated free until she finally gave up. It took a long time, and even then she didn't go to her car, but back into the club. The clack of her heels faded and I returned to solidity again with relief, I was crouched next to a Rolls and a Caddy and straightened with care. No one was in immediate sight, which was lucky. Pulling my vanishing act in a public place was strictly for emergencies only, but Marian more than qualified. As far as I was concerned, she was about as welcome as a case of wartsЧand as hard to lose. Belatedly, I remembered that I was supposed to be looking tor Stan McAlister. Maybe he was somewhere in the club and Marian had been putting up her best smoke screen to distract me. It would mean that she was in on the bracelet business, but nothing much would surprise me about that girl. I'd been distracted, all right, but if McAlister was here, I'd find him. I started to go around to slip in by the stage entrance and had to stop cold. |
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