Meeks wasn’t
inviting Bingwen into his apartment – he was talking to him in the hallway!
“What did you tell her? Exactly?”
“Nothing!” Bingwen responded. “I told her to get
out of my shop!”
“And you don’t think you aroused her suspicions?
You should have just shrugged your shoulders and pretended not to care.”
Li’s grin spread wider. Meeks sounded seriously
upset with the old man.
“I thought it best to cut her off before she
questioned me further,” Bingwen replied. “She is just a nosy whore… do not
worry about her!”
“She might go around telling people that you got
upset when she asked about me. That’s going to start a new round of questions.
If you panic when the cops come to see you, what’s to stop you from leading
them right to me?”
“I would never do that! I have been loyal to you,
have I not? I turned away from the Ten Fingers, in favor of you. I’ve helped
you find the occult objects you’ve needed… and I helped you find this place.”
“That’s true… and all because you want to receive
your just due when I’ve gotten my power….”
There was a pause before Bingwen agreed, saying
that it was only fair payment for all his assistance.
What happened next was somewhat of a mystery to
Li, since she couldn’t bear witness to it… but its aftermath would be
permanently seared into her brain.
There was a flash of light from above, brighter
than an exploding light bulb but similar in most ways. Accompanying this was
Meeks’ raised voice, shouting, “You stupid gook! You’re worthless to me now!”
A moment later, a body hurtled over the railing,
landing with a thud mere feet away from Li. It was smoking, the flesh having
been seared away in a burst of extreme heat. The smell was revolting – a sickly
sweet odor that emanated from the old man’s body, reminding her of roast duck.
Despite her precarious position, Li couldn’t
stifle the scream that bubbled up inside her. It exploded in a terrified
ejaculation. She tore her eyes away from the corpse, seeing Meeks’ head appear
over the railing. For a moment, their eyes met and what she saw there was
enough to break the spell of fear that had descended upon her.
Li bolted for the door, running out into the
streets of Sovereign. She ran as fast as she could, not stopping until she
stumbled onto the front steps of 1931 Gibson Avenue.
Gasping, she climbed the front steps and pushed
the doorbell. Though she was out of breath and sweating profusely, she still
managed to stand up straight and toss her hair when she saw the man who
answered the door.
Momentarily forgetting Meeks, Bingwen’s death and
everything else related to it, she smiled and asked, “Are you Max Davies?!”
***
Li sat back in the cushy chair and sipped her hot
tea. She was enjoying the pampering she’d received since her arrival at
Gravedigger’s home, especially when she’d told about Bingwen’s murder. She’d
spared no detail, relishing the interest shown by her audience.
Max and Mitchell were standing, both looking very
handsome to Li’s wandering eye. Charity, dressed in a summery green dress, was
seated at her friend’s side.
“You’re positive it was Meeks?” Max asked. The
handsome philanthropist stared at Li with an intensity that brought a flush to
the young girl’s cheeks. She’d always thought he was handsome, having seen his
picture in numerous society columns, but up close, he was breathtaking.
“Positive! He got a good look at me, too.”
Charity sighed. “I shouldn’t have asked you to do
this. Now you’re in it deep.”
“I had fun!” Li argued, drawing a surprised look
from Charity.
“I know you’re a daredevil,” Charity replied. “But
I took advantage of that and sent you into trouble. You could have gotten
killed.”
“But I didn’t.”
Mitchell spoke up, his strong British accent
seizing control of the moment. “We can’t second-guess ourselves, mates. We’re a
team now, every
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