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Whatever you say.
Theo poured the vodka onto Javier s head, emptying almost the entire
two-liter bottle until Javier and the couch were soaked.
Say when, said Theo.
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Javier was silent. Theo stopped the shower with about an ounce remaining in
the bottle. Then he went back to his chair and poured the remaining vodka into
a little puddle on the cocktail table in front of him. He pulled a cigarette
lighter from his pocket and said, You can always tell the good stuff. True
one-fifty vodka should burn with a nice blue flame.
Javier went rigid. Theo put the lighter to the spilled vodka, then gave it a
flick. It burst into a blue flame that danced atop the cocktail table. Javier
jerked back against the sofa, getting as far away as he could. Theo let it
burn for about a minute, watching Javier sweat through his vodka-soaked pores.
Then he slapped the table with the palm of his hand and extinguished the flame
with a loud crack that nearly made Javier jump from his seat.
He aimed the gun at Javier s left eye and asked, You a smart guy, Javier?
What?
You got a brain in your head? I just want to know.
People say I m pretty smart, yeah.
Good. Because there s something I want you to figure out for me. You think
you can do that?
He shrugged, saying nothing.
I asked you a question, said Theo, his voice gaining force. Can you do
that for me?
Sure, said Javier, his voice quaking. Whatever you want.
Let s say I start your house on fire.
Man, please
Shut up! his voice boomed. You let me finish, and don t interrupt. Got
it?
Javier nodded.
Theo softened his tone, but it only seemed to put Javier even more on edge.
Let s say I start your house on fire. And let s also say you re in it.
Javier was struggling to show no reaction, his left eye twitching. Theo said,
This is just hypothetical, okay, lover boy? Now, once the fire s out, people
are gonna say things like, Hey, you hear Javier s house burned down? And
then some guy will say back, Yeah, I hear he burned up with it. Theo
scratched his head and said, I just don t get that, do you?
Javier looked confused. Get what?
Listen to what I m saying, numb nuts. Your house burnsdown , but you burnup
. What the hell s with that? Do the fires burn in different directions? Do the
flames somehow magically meet in the middle? And if they do, at what point do
you start burning down and the house start burning up?
Theo flicked his lighter, let the flame spike into the air. The look of fear
on Javier s face was instantaneous, as if he was suddenly aware of how
flammable he was, soaked with one-hundred-fifty-proof vodka.
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Watch that lighter, okay? said Javier. Please, don t burn me.
Don t worry. I won t let you burn long. Maybe thirty seconds, tops, before I
have to put a bullet in your head. Neighbors and what not. Can t have you
running around the living room screaming like a wild banshee. Flaming, no
less. His lips curled into a sinister smile. Flaming wild banshee. I like
that. Great name for a drink. One-fifty vodka and maybe a sliced jalape�o
pepper. I m a fucking genius, don t you think?
Sure, man. Whatever you say. Just put the lighter away, okay?
Theo sat back, his smile fading. Theo had a disarming smile, and it came
naturally. But he could look as bad as Tatum if he put his mind to it, and at
that moment he was doing his very best to be exactly like his older brother.
Tell me how you picked the name Alan Sirap, jerk-off.
Who?
The phony name you passed along to Sally Fenning over the Internet.
I swear to God, I don t know what you re talking about.
Really? Then why d you videotape her?
What videotape?
I saw your little library, all those tapes in your closet. Didn t see one
for Sally, but I m sure we ll find it here some
That s not
Shut up! Theo shouted. What did I say about interrupting me?
I m sorry, okay? But
Don t give me no lip, asshole. I ll bet you weren t even her bodyguard. You
probably didn t even work for her, did you? What were you, herself-appointed
bodyguard? Bodyguard is a nice way of saying you were her stalker?
Javier was turning ash white.
Theo flicked his cigarette lighter, then adjusted the flame upward until it
was shooting a six-inch tongue of fire. Show me your tape of Sally.
There is no
I ll turn you to toast, man.
I m telling you, there is no tape.
Don t lie to me!
I m not lying! Please, don t burn me, man. Just don t burn me!
Theo extinguished the lighter, then ripped the Pauline tape from inside his
coat and threw it at him. Play it. Let s see your work.
This isn t my work.
Play it! he shouted.
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Okay, okay. Javier took the tape, rose slowly, and walked to the
television. Theo kept his gun trained on his head with every step. He inserted
the tape into the VCR and adjusted the television. The screen flickered, then
turned blue. Theo waited anxiously, expecting to see a crude surveillance tape [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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