Chapter 10

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Chapter 10: The Girl

We thought a tsunami had hit the foam-bathing crowd when someone broke into song in the dreamy holiday extreme weather bar called Hasty Wayne's, Carlo turned toward the sound. Everybody here knew Big Benji, a man of south-african origin. His family had been in the diamond business for generations. In fact, the word among the traders was that Big B was onto something huge, possibly a rare universe. Word on the street was that the universe was recently pilfered from a green-toothed childe in Cape Town but had changed a few hands. Rumors had spread thick and fast, about its black radiance, strange cut and potential for building high power lasers. Carlo knew Big Benji was looking for him, but within the peaceful face of Carlo was a fear. Carlo previously was Big Benji's partner. Big Benji was raising Carlo's daughter Anna after an accident in which Carlo lost both legs. If Carlo had a 100 yellow crayons, he would have gifted it to her, that is how much he loved her. But his eyes bred contempt for Big B. Benji winks at Carlo and Carlo draws out the blueprints of the Brainoid Computer. Benji's men pass Carlo a briefcase. And Carlo quietly walks away.

Meanwhile, Mikhael had blown up the Neo. He had followed his directions to letter. But dining at B&J Gas Station for seven hours straight would give any man heartburn. "Where the h*ll is Carlo?," he thought. He was supposed to be here by now. He had done everything command had told him to do, but now they order this meeting?

Now he knew why the guys across town had dreaded his reunion with Carlo. Was he good at what he did? Undoubtedly. Mikhael muttered to himself "Avoir d'autres chats à fouetter." I have other fish to fry. Was Carlo deadly efficient? Yes, when he wanted to be. Mikhael never trusted that blasted Brainoid Computer that he had installed. He had a funny feeling about it, but he had always trusted Carlo despite what the guys downtown thought. As far as he was concerned such devices are hostis humani generis, as his mentor had said.

Pushing his third plate of overcooked omelet onto the ground, Mikhael stormed out the door, but not before cussing out the 65 year old waitress. "Get the f*ck out of my way b*tch." "I'm going to kill that wanker," he thought as he sped off towards the direction of Carlo's apartment in his 1986 Honda.

From the table in the corner, Odlaw folded up his newspaper and followed Mikhael out into the street. But just as he was walking through the door he saw a gorgeous girl looking at him. She smiled slowly and begged him with her eyes to come over, which he did. She placed one hand in his neck and pulled him closer, whispering something in his ear. Intoxicated by her musky perfume he noticed a necklace dangling between her golden br**sts. It was a solid piece of ice, with the name 'Eva' written on it. "Yes, I would very much like to join you in death, Eva" he whispered back.

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