Читать книгу Starport - George Martin R.R. - Страница 22

WHAT THE

HELL WERE YOU

DOING AT THE EL THIS

MORNING, ESPECIALLY

AT A STOP THAT’S

THREE BLOCKS

AWAY? ARE YOU

NUTS?

WHAT DO

YOU THINK I WAS

DOING? I WAS

GETTING MYSELF

ARRESTED!

THEY LIVE LIKE

A PACK OF WILD DOGS,

AND HOLLANDER’S GOT

SOMEONE ON ME 24/7,

SINCE I’M THE NEW

GUY AND SO

CHARMING

AND ALL.

THIS WAS

THE ONLY WAY TO

REPORT IN, MAKE SURE

I DIDN’T GET STUCK

EXPLAINING MYSELF

AT THE WRONG

DISTRICT.

WE GOT

A FEW OF THEM

OFF THE STREETS,

ANYWAY.

WELL, GO

PUT THEM BACK.

THEY’LL WALK ANYWAY.

ENTRAPMENT. THIS

MORNING’S LITTLE

PRANK WAS

MY IDEA.

LITTLE PRANK?

TRY FELONY ASSAULT,

BATTERY, MALICIOUS

DESTRUCTION OF

PROPERTY...

...AND A

PARTRIDGE

IN A PEAR

TREEEEE.