"Whitley Strieber - Cat Magic" - читать интересную книгу автора (Strieber Whitley)

тАЬNow, that'd be a college matter. We don't go on the campus.тАЭ

тАЬIt started there,тАЭ George snapped, тАЬbut it ended here. Come on.тАЭ He led the deputy into his bedroom.
The remains of the frog lay on the white bed sheet, drying to dull green. тАЬThere is where it ended. Brother
Pierce or one of his robots came in here in the middle of the night and dropped that thing on my face!тАЭ

тАЬWho did you say?тАЭ

тАЬPierce! That fundamentalist lunatic! He hates me and my work. He preaches against me! He's even led a
demonstration.тАЭ

The deputy put his coffee mug down. тАЬYou saw this man?тАЭ
тАЬOf course not. I was asleep.тАЭ

тАЬNow, if I understand you right, you're preferring a charge?тАЭ

тАЬOf course I am! I'm charging that fanatic with destroying university property worth God knows how
much, with breaking into my lab and my home, with throwing that thing at me with intent to harm meтАФтАЭ

тАЬBrother Pierce is a respected religious leader in May well, Dr. Walker. I don't think you ought to just go
charging him like this, with no witnesses or nothin'.тАЭ

тАЬHe's the obvious culprit.тАЭ

The deputy glanced at Mandy. тАЬThe Lord will be on Brother Pierce's side,тАЭ he said softly. His gaze
returned to George, narrowed. тАЬYou just ought to know that. Not to mention the law.тАЭ

тАЬThe law? I'm the injured party!тАЭ

тАЬYou're not hurt.тАЭ He ran his finger around the edge of the mug. Then he looked directly into George's
eyes. He smiled. тАЬNot yet.тАЭ His voice was almost a whisper.

Poor George. No judge of men. Mandy saw his mouth drop open, then saw understanding slowly enter
his face. He shook his head. тАЬThe college supports this town. You ought to be ashamed of yourselves.тАЭ

тАЬYou high-handed professors don't run Maywell. And the college ain't even the biggest employer. That's
Peconic Valley Power. Anyway, I'm just givin' you some good advice. There's penalties against
preferring false charges. Stiff penalties, Doctor.тАЭ

тАЬAh. So now I'm going to be arrested. That makes a great deal of sense.тАЭ

тАЬListen, ma'am, why don't you put him back to bed? And keep him off the hootch. It don't do him no
good.тАЭ

The deputy moved to leave. In an instant George was on him, spinning him around, grabbing the front of
his jacket.

And staring into the barrel of his pistol.