Odd Hours Part 35
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"If you're going to kill me, just do it."
"I didn't say I was going to kill you."
"You're not going to kill me?"
"Most likely, yes. But one never knows."
"What do you want from me?" I demanded.
"First, I want to talk to you."
"This never works out well."
"Have a seat."
"What-here?"
"On the sofa."
"I can't talk with dead people."
"They will not interrupt."
"I'm serious about this. I'm freaked out."
"Don't speak harshly to me," he said.
"Well, you just don't listen."
"That is unfair. I listen. I'm a good listener."
"You haven't been listening to me me."
"You sound just like my wife."
This was interesting.
"You have a wife?"
"I adore her."
"What's her name?"
"Do not laugh when I tell you."
"I am in no mood to laugh, sir."
He watched me closely for signs of amus.e.m.e.nt.
The gun had a large bore. It probably would bust doors.
"Her name is Freddie."
"Why, that's delightful."
"Delightful like funny?"
"No, delightful like charming."
"She is not a masculine woman."
"The name implies no such thing," I a.s.sured him.
"She is entirely feminine."
"Freddie is a nickname for Frederica."
He stared at me, processing what I had said.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked.
"Absolutely. Frederica, Freddie."
"Frederica is a nice feminine name."
"Exactly my point," I said.
"But her parents only named her Freddie."
I shrugged. "Parents. What're you gonna do?"
He stared at me for a long moment.
I tried not to study his teeth.
Finally he said, "Perhaps we can talk in the kitchen."
"Have you left any dead people in the kitchen?"
"I could find no one there to kill."
"Then the kitchen will be fine," I said.
FORTY-SEVEN.
THE REDHEAD AND I SAT ACROSS FROM EACH other at the kitchen table. He still pointed the gun at me, but less aggressively.
He indicated the decorative magnets on the refrigerator door. "What does that one mean-'I complained I had no shoes, till I met a man with no feet.'"
"You've got me. I'm sure Reverend Moran had all the shoes he wanted."
"Why would a man have no feet?"
"I guess someone cut them off."
"That will happen," he said. "Moran always annoyed me, I never saw him in this."
"How did did he fit?" I asked. "Minister. Church. Jesus. Nuclear terrorism. I don't get it." he fit?" I asked. "Minister. Church. Jesus. Nuclear terrorism. I don't get it."
"He was I-I-G-O," said the redhead.
"He was igo?"
"International Interdenominational Goodwill Organization. He founded it."
"Now I know less than I did."
"He went all over the world furthering peace."
"And look what a paradise he made for us."
"You know, I think you're a funny kid."
"So I've been told. Usually with a gun pointed at me."
"He negotiated with countries that persecuted Christians."
"He wanted to see them persecuted more?"
"Moran had to negotiate with the persecutors, of course."
"I'll bet they they have tough lawyers." have tough lawyers."
"In the process, he made a great many valuable contacts."
"You mean dictators, thugs, and mad mullahs."
"Precisely. Special friends.h.i.+ps. Somewhere along the way, he realized that he was engaged in a lost cause."
"Promoting good will."
"Yes. He became weary, disillusioned, depressed. Half a million to a million Christians are killed each year in these countries. He was saving five at a time. He was a man who had to have a cause, and a successful cause that made him proud, so he found a new one."
"Let me guess-himself."
"IIGO had an impeccable reputation as a charity. That made it a perfect conduit for laundering funds for rogue governments...then for terrorists. One thing led to another."
"Which led to him shot in the head."
"Did you kill him?" he asked.
"No, no. Shackett did it."
"Did you kill Mrs. Moran?"
"No, no. Reverend Moran killed her."
"Then you have killed no one here?"
"No one," I confirmed.
"But aboard the tugboat," he said.
"I crawled so he could walk. He walked so you could fly."
He frowned. "What does that mean?"
"I have no idea. I just read it off the refrigerator."
He licked his black and crumbling teeth, wincing as he did so.
"Harry-is your name in fact Harry?"
"Well, it's not Todd."
"Do you know why I haven't killed you yet, Harry?"
"I've given you no reason to?" I said hopefully.
"For one thing, my brother and I have a responsibility here."
"The resemblance is remarkable. Are you identical twins?"
"In this current operation, we represent the nation that produced the bombs."
"You will absolutely be able to sell film rights."
"To save our own skins, we will have to give them a perfect perfect story believable in every detail." story believable in every detail."
"Oh. Every detail. Well. Talk about a tall order."
Odd Hours Part 35
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