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"Oh, yeah," he answered. "And there are two things in the world she
hates--germs and me."
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The man who stepped into The Casino monitoring room was just a shade over five
feet tall. He was thin, swarthy and wore a tight fitting sky blue suit. His
right hand was made of gunmetal.
Directly behind him came a lean black man carrying a lazrifle.
Then two large, wide men in suits the same color as that of the small man
entered. They were dragging Spike, the bribed chef.
Gomez said, "When they assigned me this cabin, they assured me
I'd have undisturbed privacy while I--"
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"Shut the fuck up," suggested the small man. He glanced from
Gomez to Natalie. "You don't have much in the way of tits, sister."
"If you broke in here just to tell me that, I already knew." The redhead
lowered her vi&am and edged nearer to Gomez.
The small man made a sniggering so find "A couple of wise asses
he observed, nodding at the tall black man. "We got us a couple of
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wise asses Leon. What do you think of our having a couple of wise asses
Leon?"
"Not much, Buzzer."
Buzzer gave a rueful shake of his head. "Leon doesn't think much of you two
wise asses
"I suppose we can trade badinage like this all the live long day,"
said Gomez. "But why don't you gents simply tell us--"
"Shut up!" Buzzer touched his wrist, then poked the curly haired detective in
the side with his metal forefinger.
"Hey!" A fairly strong electric shock went knifing into Gomez's ribs, making
him shake involuntarily.
Natalie said, "There's no need
"You can shut up, too." Buzzer gestured at the two men who were holding the
shivering Spike. "Bring the asshole over here."
"You don't understand," said the chef, whose lips were cracked and caked with
blood. "I'm telling you, Buzzer, I never took any money from these--"
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"Don't talk." Leon slapped him, hard, across the mouth.
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Blood started running again, spilling down across his chin. "I'm trying to
tell you guys that they forced me to--"
"Don't tell us." Leon hit him again.
Buzzer smiled at Gomez. "Which anti-Tek agency are you with?" "I'm an
operative with the Cosmos Detective Agency in Creater Los Angeles,"
Coomez told him. "The tip we had was that we could get a look into the suite
of a lady who might be Victoria Dorado with this monitoring setup."
"Oh, and you picked up on the meeting by mistake, huh?" "Must have, yeah. We
were about to switch to--" "These assholes think I got shit for brains, Leon."
"That's not so, Buzzer."
"Leon says I don't have shit for brains," said Buzzer. "And only somebody like
that would believe your halfassed story."
"You're smart, I'm dumb," said Gomez. "We got a bad tip and walked into
something."
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"Not a good idea," said the black man.
"You hear that? Leon says it's not a good idea to kid with me," said
Buzzer. "Pay attention now--I'm going to stash you away for about an hour. By
then this meeting you've been eavesdropping on will be finished. Then a couple
of the participants will want to talk with you. You'd be smart to forget about
being wise asses and get ready to tell the truth."
"I can tell you that right now."
Buzzer smiled, made a dismissive gesture with his flesh hand. "Let me give you
a demonstration."
"Good idea," said Leon.
"Spike, tell these two assholes how good [ am at getting answers." "I
told you all I know already. I never .. . Owl Oh, Jesus!" Buzzer had grabbed
him suddenly in the crotch with his metal hand. The gunmetal fingers made
crackling sounds as Spike screamed.
One of the men holding him laughed.
Buzzer decided to stay behind in the monitoring room with Spike, who was
sprawled unconscious now on the floor. "I think I better ask him a
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few more questions. Is that a good idea, do you think, Leon?"
"Damn good, Buzzer. I'll stay, too." The long, black man pointed at
Gomez and Natalie and then at the door. "Take them away, boys."
The pair of thugs escorted their prisoners back along the tunnel, through the
pantry and the robot kitchen and into a long grey corridor.
At a metal door marked STOR.ROO{ 6 they halted. One of the heavyset men said,
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"Inside, assho]es." He inserted an electro key in the slot, the door hissed
open.
Taking Natalie's arm, Gomez escorted her across the threshold.
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