Video Star (Voice of the Whirlwind)
“He could hear the sounds of Alien Inquisitor on the vid. He was carrying a two-liter plastic bottle of industrial-strength soap he’d just stolen from the custodian’s storeroom here in Marlene’s condeco. He put down the bottle of soap, rubbed his sore shoulder muscle, took some whiskey from the shelf, and poured it into a tall glass. He took a slow, deliberate drink and winced as he felt the fire in his throat. He added water to the glass. Alien Inquisitor diminished in volume, then he heard the... sound of Marlene’s flipflops slapping against her heels.
Her eyes bore the heavy eye makeup she wore to work. “Jesus,” Marlene said. She screwed up her face. “You smell like someone’s been putting out cigarettes in your pockets. Where the hell have you been?”
“Smoking cigars with a rentacop. He wears so much equipment and armor he has to wear a truss, you know that? He got drunk and told me.”
“Which rentacop?”
“One who works for the hospital.”
“The hospital? We’re going to take off the hospital?”MoreLess
Her eyes bore the heavy eye makeup she wore to work. “Jesus,” Marlene said. She screwed up her face. “You smell like someone’s been putting out cigarettes in your pockets. Where the hell have you been?”
“Smoking cigars with a rentacop. He wears so much equipment and armor he has to wear a truss, you know that? He got drunk and told me.”
“Which rentacop?”
“One who works for the hospital.”
“The hospital? We’re going to take off the hospital?”MoreLess
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