"Nick Pollotta - Bureau 13 - Judgment-Night" - читать интересную книгу автора (Pollotta Nick) by Nick Pollotta
water. Instinctively, I scratched at my stomach only an inch away from the S&W .357 Magnum in my belly holster. I was also a Bureau paranoid. тАЬBecause,тАЭ he said smiling, his tooth-filled mouth stretching from ear to ear. тАЬThat means there will be no witnesses!тАЭ Not enough for a court of law, but good enough for me. I whipped out the old Smith & Wesson and put two thundering rounds into the dingy right at the water level. There was a blur to my right and a fishing knife thudded into the guy's face. Snarling, I turned around to curse the idiot who had done that. Guy might just have been a harmless loony. No sense killing him immediately. However, the expression on my friendsтАЩ faces made me turn again and I dropped my jaw along with the rest of them. Standing on the water, the guy was already almost twice his original size, his torn clothes falling off him in strips. The skin was changing into scales, horns were sprouting from his head, and his face was splitting in half along the line of the knife, forming a vertical mouth. тАЬTunafish!тАЭ Raul yelled, rolling up his loose sleeves. We tightly closed our eyes. Even through the lids, I could generated. However, Water Boy was obviously not cognizant of our code phrases and screamed like a banshee. Made me wonder if the thing was a remote relative of the Irish monster? Opening my eyes, I found тАЬNo WitnessesтАЭ clawing at the four eyes on stalks dangling from its bulbous head, its 28 Judgement Night: Bureau 13 Book 1 by Nick Pollotta leathery wings beating the water beneath its cloven hooves into a froth. This bastard was definitely on its way to winning the Ugliest Monster of the Year contest. I pumped a couple more rounds into the amorphous mess, doing no appreciable damage, when the boat suddenly lurched backwards to the sound of creaking oars. тАЬPull!тАЭ Mindy ordered, fear quaking her voice. тАЬIn the name of God, pull for your lives!тАЭ Now that was genuinely strange. I didn't know of anything that Mindy was afraid of, aside from agency paperwork. That was when I noticed that the shore appeared a lot closer than it had a few minutes ago. A hard lump formed in my throat. The water level was lowering. Our guest was draining the |
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