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 9
The sandwich gone, Matt was scribbling a lyrical passage about a cake with black icing that might fit into the Monochrome Interlude when someone told him “Not much in the dukey crowd today.” Looking up, he found Carleton Nairn, a cup of coffee in one hand, settling into the seat Linda had vacated. Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 9”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 6
Matt replayed his conversation with Ada Silberwetter until 3 A.M., coming up with a number of blistering responses which would have put the flouncing fluff in her place. A sunny mood, therefore, accompanied him through the frigid gray morning that followed. He couldn’t use the comebacks on their target now, of course, but withContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 6”
