Джордж Мартин – Starport (страница 16)
MEAN TO...I’M SORRY!
SO SORRY. I’LL READ
THE PAMPHLET AT
THE HOTEL. I
PROMISE!
YOU HEARD
HIM. HE DIDN’T MEAN
ANYTHING. HE’S SORRY.
AND HE’S NOT EVEN
ARMED. LOOK
AT HIM!
THIS APOLOGY
IS A POOR THING,
AND YET I WILL
HEAR IT.
BUT,
SHOULD IT
HAPPEN
AGAIN...
TREASURE
THIS LESSON AS
A GIFT FROM DAHRYS
NHAR-KQL, ARYANNE OF
THE MAROON CADRE
OF THE CHILDREN OF
THE ENDLESS
NIGHT.
PAY THE
HUMAN FOR HIS PITIFUL
COMMUNICATION
DEVICE.
WHAT
WAS THAT ALL
ABOUT?
GET USED
TO IT, ROOKIE.
BEING A COP IN
CHICAGO ISN’T
WHAT IT USED
TO BE.
BUT...SIR, I DON’T
THINK THAT’S ENOUGH
TO COVER MY PHONE.
IT WAS BRAND-NEW,
AND ON A PAYMENT
PLAN...
SO WHO’S
GOING TO PAY
FOR THE
REST?
SEND THE
BILL TO THE TOPMAN,
CARE OF STARPORT
CHICAGO.
OK. WHICH ONE
OF YOU DOUCHEBAGS
KILLED DETECTIVE
BAKER AND STOLE
HIS GUN?
HERE!
I MEAN, I’M
BAKER. I DIDN’T
KILL ANYONE!
SO HOW COME YOU’RE