"coffinfortheavenger" - читать интересную книгу автора (Tepperman Emile C)

Emma Puglese didn't go home. She sat on the curb after the crowd had melted away and
she sobbed.

After a while she took out a handkerchief and dried her eyes. She avoided looking at
Tony's body because she was afraid that if she did she'd begin to cry all over again, and
she didn't want to waste time crying now. She had made up her mind what she wanted to do,
and she meant to do it quickly.

She crossed Pelham Street, walked to the corner, and then hurried three blocks west.
When she came to Bleek Street she turned left into the dead end and walked down until she
came to the building with the modest bronze plaque over the door:

JUSTICE, INC.

Resolutely, she pressed the button and waited.

She didn't know it, but a cunningly concealed television device was transmitting a picture
of her to a watcher inside.

After a moment or two the front door began to swing open automatically, and Emma's eyes
widened in wonder.

A voice said, "Come in, please."

It was a kindly voice, and though she couldn't see where it came from, she entered.

The door closed behind her.

"Don't be afraid,," the voice said. "We have a lot of gadgets around that work automati-
cally It's just some tricks that we've worked out. No one will hurt you."

"I know," said Emma, speaking to the empty air. "I know no one will hurt me here. This is
where The Avenger lives. I want to talk to him."

"The Avenger isn't here right now, but maybe I can help you," the voice said with quiet
amusement. "Are you in trouble?"

"Not exactly. But something has happened that needs to be avenged. That's why I came to
The Avenger. I heard my daddy talk about The Avenger, and I know he helps little people get
even with big people for bad things they do to them."

"Aha!" said the kindly voice. "And did a big person do a bad thing to you?"

"Yes, he did. A man in a truck just ran over my dog."

The voice was full of regret. "I'm terribly sorry to hear that. Did you love him a
great deal?"

Emma's eyes filled with tears. "He could stand up and beg. And he carried small bundles