"Nick Pollotta - Bureau 13 - Judgment-Night" - читать интересную книгу автора (Pollotta Nick)

of scaly lengths, thick as tree trunks, blocking the exit.
тАЬSomething is coiled about the place, trying to crush us,тАЭ I
announced as a rain of dust fell from the rafters and the cabin
groaned. тАЬMost likely Laughing Boy has polymorphed again.тАЭ
тАЬThanks for the news flash,тАЭ Mindy snorted, returning with
the kerosene cans from the basement.
The containers sloshed full and Raul hauled them to the
kitchen. While I kept guard with the Magnum, Mindy held the
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funnel steady so that Richard could pour laundry soap into the
metal fuel containers. Styrofoam worked better, but we didn't
have time to dice disposable coffee cups.
Father Donaher worked the pump on the shotgun,
chambering a round. тАЬFollowing the basic rules on demons,
the beasty probably can not enter this dwelling without our
permission. However, there is nothing to prevent it from
crushing the place to ruins and then snacking on us like
organic trail mix.тАЭ
тАЬOh, shut up and do a prayer,тАЭ Richard snapped, screwing
the cap onto the finished can, placing it next to the other. For
some reason, wizards get rather testy when their lives
depend on non-magical solutions. The big sissies.
Solemnly Donaher crossed himself and lowered his head.
тАЬLord, please don't let us die.тАЭ
тАЬAmen!тАЭ everybody chorused.
In a thunder of splintering wood, the porch collapsed. I
took that as the cue to move.
тАЬMichael, nine o'clock at the door,тАЭ I shouted, and the
priest took a position to the left of the jamb, his shotgun at
the ready. тАЬRaul, flip over the kitchen table. Jess, six o'clock
with the cans. George, behind the table. Anybody got a Magic
Marker?тАЭ
With a flourish, Richard pulled a felt-tip pen out of thin air
and handed it to me. A magic marker, ha. I said thanks and
ordered him to the living room with everybody else. As the
skinny man raced to obey, it occurred to me how odd it felt
giving orders to a person who had been in the Bureau so
much longer than me. But over the years, the chief decided I
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was a natural leader. Especially in combat situations. I didn't
consider myself smarter than Richard, just meaner and faster.
Guess that amounted to the same thing.