Undertow
“He folded his forearms over the handlebars of his wet-dry scoot and let it bob, lights dark, on the moonlit water of the bay. The floor pushed his feet as it yawed. He hid behind the faring so his head wouldn’t silhouette on the horizon. The craft was low-profile; without the brightness of the sky or of Novo Haven’s lights behind him, André was nothing more than a blacker patch on the water.
About that luck, he thought, watching Lucienne Spivak and her guest come chattering down the floating do...ck. Ridiculous wasn’t the half of it. Epic, maybe. Operatic. Farcical. Because even by moonlight, with his lowlight adapt kicked up, he recognized the woman walking alongside Spivak, leaning into her so that their shoulders brushed, ducking down as they shook their heads over some joke funny enough that André could hear their laughter across the water.
“You know,” he murmured under his breath, “you couldn’t make this shit up.”
He wasn’t going to kill anybody in front of his girlfriend.MoreLess
About that luck, he thought, watching Lucienne Spivak and her guest come chattering down the floating do...ck. Ridiculous wasn’t the half of it. Epic, maybe. Operatic. Farcical. Because even by moonlight, with his lowlight adapt kicked up, he recognized the woman walking alongside Spivak, leaning into her so that their shoulders brushed, ducking down as they shook their heads over some joke funny enough that André could hear their laughter across the water.
“You know,” he murmured under his breath, “you couldn’t make this shit up.”
He wasn’t going to kill anybody in front of his girlfriend.MoreLess
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