The footsteps were perfectly clear. Carleton Nairn was making no attempt to be silent. “Empty,” he noted, in the tone of someone making conversation to fill a gap. Matt waited where he was, huddled to the floor among a corral of manual typewriters. “I guess I’ll just step outside and reload.” The footsteps came louder,Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 34”
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LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 33
Matt plunged around behind the row of file cabinets. Relief flooded through him: the gun was no longer in sight. This lasted one second. The gun was still out there. Now he couldn’t be sure where. Carleton Nairn was silent. Straining his ears, Matt caught (he thought) the sound of light footsteps. But it wasContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 33”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 32
Now Matt did slow down. Carleton Nairn was leaning way across the front seat, calling to him. “Cold for walking! Can I give you a lift somewhere?” His coat had fallen open in front. Matt saw a pen clipped to his lapel, with something white on top? A golf ball? Or a skull?Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 32”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 31
The corridor was dark and lacked directional signs. Matt mistook his course, bouncing off the left wall first, and then the right. They were covered in some sort of vinyl, so he failed to hurt himself until, on his fourth bounce, he hit a good, solid wall. “Come in here this instant, young man!” orderedContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 31”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 30
An assortment of body odors wafted around the large hexagonal lounge. An assortment of bodies contributed to this. Matt couldn’t tell how many: the room was dim, despite a scattering of floor lamps, while the mirrors scattered among the paneling didn’t help. He didn’t especially feel a need for more light. What he sawContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 30”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 29
Before Matt could decide whether it would be worse for the elevator to get stuck for six to eight hours or just crash to the bottom, ending all suspense, they had reached the lobby. Ada. Who had spent the trip considering her ponytail in the mirrored walls of the car, glanced at his glowerContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 29”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER. Chapter 28
Ada Silberwetter had obviously dressed in a hurry. Her hair was caught up behind in a ponytail and the soft pink knit pantsuit she wore was nearly decent. It was perhaps a touch too tight; the top was straining against the row of little plastic chains that held it together in front, but forContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER. Chapter 28”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 27
Matt was still worrying about it when he reached the bus stop. “It’s not that I don’t want to eat with you,” he said to himself and/or Carleton Nairn. “But I have an appointment.” People eased out of the bus shelter as he walked in. They did not hurry, nor did they dawdle. Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 27”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 26
A gust of wind tried to blast a hole through the back of Matt’s coat as he pushed along, perusing animated displays in the store windows. He was moving the wrong direction; the story of the windows progressed from north to south. But he was nowhere near close enough to see the activity wellContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 26”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 25
He wanted to call a cab, but this was not allowed. “We do have a car or two around the place,” Ada pointed out. Within seconds of her summons, one of the numerous Silberwetter relatives/employees brought around a modest brown vehicle probably used only for driving past taxpayers. Still in slippers and robe,Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 25”
