This week was one of those weeks where nothing particularly ‘exciting’ happened, but still felt rushed. Not sure why that happens, but it does, occasionally. It was business as usual, but it felt like I didn’t have the time to do everything I needed to do. Of course, that might have been because I have a habit of biting off more than I can chew in a given amount of time, but you won’t catch me admitting that. Anyway, this Saturday woke up late, got to work late, and will probably continue late all day. Fortunately for you, however, that doesn’t mean you won’t get your weekly installment of…
Chapter 6 – part 2
Eddie stared across the cell at Vančura. He still looked irritatingly calm, but Eddie thought he’d glimpsed a sliver of uncertainty in the big man’s demeanor. Not that Eddie knew the meaning of the word demeanor. If he’d had to put his suspicion into words, it probably would have been “sumfin’s up wid him dis time aroun’.”
The cell door opened and officer on duty pushed an unkempt figure in, removing the handcuffs before locking the door again.
“A little company for you gents.”
Vančura didn’t even look up, frowning thoughtfully into space, while Eddie glanced contemptuously at the officer. The cop rolled his eyes and headed back to his desk, chuckling. Eddie watched him go, then turned to study the newcomer.
Judging from combined evidence of his own past experience and the way she was weaving, he figured she was recovering from a hangover.
” ‘ad one t’many, did ya?”
She turned a three-quarter cross eyed gaze at him and managed to convey a serious amount of dislike with it.
“Shut. Up. Or. Else.”
Suppressing a snorted laugh, he leaned back against the bars and started whistling. With a groan, she removed her jacket, wrapped it around her head, and lay down on the bench. Eddie continued to whistle for a moment or two, then Vančura interrupted him.
“That’s not good.”
” ‘oo says?”
Vančura blinked disbelievingly. For a few minutes, he didn’t respond, obviously trying to figure out just how dumb Eddie was.
“It’s not good, because we haven’t seen it before. If we haven’t seen it before, we don’t know what’s next. We lose the advantage.”
His companion pondered that, screwing his face up in intense concentration.
“Oh. You’re sayin’ since one thing’s changed, ever-thin’ else is goin’ to be different?”
“I’m saying it might be different. And that’s a bigger problem than will be different. If we’re sure we don’t know what’s next, we’re just normal people. If we’re not sure that we don’t know what’s next… we’ve got a problem.”
Eddie squinted at him, sorting through that statement. Then, his expression cleared and he grinned happily.
“You’s got a problem, man. You’re doin’ wot dey call “over-thinkin” it. I’ve got no problems wid it, y’see. If y’think about it too much, y’get a ‘eadache, so d’trick is y’don’t think ’bout it. Works great.”
End Chapter 6 – Part 2
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The previous installments.
Chapter One: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Two: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Three: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Four: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Five: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Six: Part 1