Читать книгу Starport - George R.r. Martin - Страница 47

HEY, NICE LOOK, MORELLO.

YOU UNDERCOVER AS A

COUCH POTATO, OR DID

YOU JUST FORGET

YOUR SHIRT?

I’VE HAD

THAT URGE MYSELF,

FROM TIME

TO TIME.

THAT’S “EAT

IT, DETECTIVE STAMM.”

THESE ARE

OUR NEIGHBORS,

OFFICERS JI-HUN PARK

AND LOUIS MORELLO,

UNDERCOVER CHICAGO

FASHION ICONS.

AN ALIEN...

UHH...HEH...THREW UP ON HIM.

EAT IT,

STAMM!

THAT’S MY

DESK BACK BY THE

STAIRS, AND THIS IS

YOU. MY LAST PARTNER

DIED IN THAT CHAIR.

MASSIVE CEREBRAL

HEMORRHAGE.

WENT

JUST LIKE

THAT.

HOW MANY

PARTNERS

HAVE YOU HAD,

ANYWAY?

YOU

CAN’T COUNT

THAT HIGH.

DAMN,

MORELLO, YOU

FORGET HOW

TO USE A

REMOTE?

SCREW YOU,

DETECTIVE

STAMM.

PARK, CAN

YOU HELP ME?

YOUR PEOPLE

MADE THIS DAMN

THING...

MY PEOPLE

ARE KOREAN.

THAT “DAMN THING” IS JAPANESE, AND– REGARDLESS OF ITS ORIGIN–NOT MY PROBLEM.