"David Robbins - Blade 9 - LA Strike" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robbins David L)

quiet. Her skin prickling, she eased inside and hastened to his door, the only one on the right-band side,
located in the middle of the corridor. Directly across from his brown door was the red door. She looked
at the red paint and barely suppressed an impulse to spit on the panel. The sight filled her with so many
memories, and very few of them were pleasant.

How could she have been so stupid?

Annoyed, she shook her head to clear her thoughts, her long black hair swaying. Now was not the time
for self-recrimination. Now was the time to get her ass in gear before he returned with his spooky
bodyguard.

The thought of the Claw made a tingle run along her spine.

She reached into the right front pocket on her faded jeans and withdrew the key. Her fingers quaking,
she fumbled at the lock, and finally succeeded in insetting the silver key into the narrow slit. Two seconds
later she stood in the condominium, her heart beating in her chest like a scared rabbitтАЩs. Swiping the
bastardтАЩs key that time and having a duplicate made bad been the smartest thing sheтАЩd ever done! She
thought of the bodyguard again and almost changed her mind. DonтАЩt think of the Claw! Think about the
crack, all that wonderful, sweet crack she would- receive for her trouble!

She moved through the spacious, opulent living room to the bedroom on the cast side of-the condo. The
door was ajar, and in three strides she was standing next to the huge water bed wad glaring at the mirrors
attached to all four walls. In her mindтАЩs eye she saw herself on the water bed, naked, receptive to his
amorous advances, and the remembered how sheтАЩd fe1t when heтАЩd traced his fingers from her breasts to
her thighs. SheтАЩd given him the most precious gift she had:herself. And the prick had tossed her aside for
a younger bitch!

Revenge would be hers!her resolve cemented, she stepped to the center on the north wall, inserted her
bright red fingernails crack between that mirror and the next one, anddeceptive case the mirror swung out
on its h14 and there, exposed to her view, was the large

She was so close!

Her left hand slid into her left pocket and the slip of paper containing the combination Taking a breath to
compose herself, she began whirling the proper sequence: first right to one, then left to a right to 50, then
left to seven, am! right to four.

Bingo.

A loud click signified her success, and she wrenched on the thick handle, tugging the heavy door open to
reveal the three shelves. Lying on the second shelf were the four familiar blue notebooks, and she
scooped them into her arms with all the passion of an ardent lover.

She had them!

Elated, she scrutinized the safeтАЩs contents, consisting of piles of miscellaneous papers, drug paraphernalia
including two syringes and three baggies, and a stack of bills. She grabbed the money, her green eyes
widening, estimating there must be four grand in her left hand.

Why not?