Black Harvest. James Axler

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      “Not want drugs,” Jak said.

      Mildred came over to his side and opened up the pressure bandage she’d put over his wound. “I think that’s wise, Jak, but you might not have a choice in the matter.”

      “Make sure safe.”

      “Don’t worry, my young friend,” Mildred said, patting Jak on his good shoulder. “I’ll look after you.”

      Just then, the door to the room opened and a tiny older man dressed in a clean lab coat came into the room, moving to Jak’s side quickly. He had a thick mustache and thinning black hair combed over his hairless pate. “What’s the problem?” he asked, almost sounding irritated.

      “He has a flesh wound that needs some attention,” Mildred answered for Jak.

      “Playing with knives, eh?”

      Jak looked at the man for a moment and wondered if he knew something about Jak’s talent with throwing knives. “Mutie shot me,” Jak said.

      “Is that so?” The man unlocked the doors to the cabinet, then opened up the chicken-wire doors. After a moment’s consideration, he took out several containers and began mixing items on a shiny steel square that sat on top of the counter. “Being stupe outside the wall, were you?”

      Mildred noticed Jak reaching for one of his leaf-bladed throwing knives and put her hand out to stop the teen from doing anything foolish.

      “Not that it’s any of your business,” she said, “but we’re outlanders who came across a group of muties who were about to rape and chill two of this ville’s women.”

      “Which women?”

      “Eleander and Moira.”

      The man stopped mixing herbs and turned to face Mildred. For a moment, he just looked at her and Jak in turn, then he said, “My name’s Katz. I run the ville’s pharmacy, so if there’s anything you need, I’ll see that you get it.”

      Mildred was startled by the sudden change in the man’s attitude, but was glad he’d come around because now Jak would be less inclined to chill him where he stood.

      “What are you preparing for him?” Mildred asked, doing her best to sound curious, but not reveal any of her medical knowledge.

      “An antibiotic for the wound,” Katz said, “and a painkiller to get him through the night.”

      Mildred was confused. “Aren’t you going to fix the hole in his shoulder?”

      “I’m what you’d call a chemist,” Katz shrugged. “If he takes these medications long enough, he’ll probably recover from his injury.”

      “No offense, Katz, but I’d like to be a little more sure than just probably. Do you mind if I work on him a bit first before you give him the drugs?”

      “If you think you know what you’re doing, then great. Easier for me.”

      “I’ll need a few things.”

      “Like I said before, anything you need, I’ll see that you get it…as long as we have it here in the ville, of course.”

      Mildred nodded. “I’ll need a good strong needle.”

      “We’ve got plenty of those.”

      “Some thread or fine string, some boiled water and maybe a few sterile cloths.”

      Katz shook his head. “Not a problem.”

      “And then when I’m done, you can give him the antibiotics.”

      “What about a painkiller?” Katz asked.

      Jak looked at Mildred.

      Judging by the look in the teenager’s eyes, he could use some.

      “Maybe a small dose of morphine for now, just to see how he reacts to it.”

      Katz nodded. “Sure, whatever you say.”

      “WE HAVE FOUR ROOMS for guests,” Robards said, opening the door to one of them. “I’m sorry we don’t have more, or larger, or better rooms for you, but the baron isn’t in the habit of hosting so many people at one time.”

      “This is fine,” Ryan said, wondering what Robards was talking about. The rooms were better than anything they’d seen in months.

      “First-class accommodations!” Doc exclaimed. “Five star!”

      Robards smiled, and nodded. “Very well, then. The baron will be meeting with you in an hour. Spend the time as you wish.”

      The sec chief turned and walked back down the hallway in the direction they’d just come, leaving Ryan, Krysty, Doc and J.B. to examine their new surroundings.

      The walls along the hallways outside their rooms also had stress fractures and cracks in them. It was possible that the only parts of the building that were cracked were the inside walls and outside bricks, and that the interior steel superstructure was undamaged, but that was unlikely. While the building would remain standing for as long as they’d be staying there, a single large blast in the right place and the whole thing might come down like a house of cards.

      “Think it’s safe?” Ryan asked J.B.

      “Been standing for a hundred years, so it should be safe enough for the next few days.” J.B. lifted the brim of his fedora and ran a hand over one of the cracks in the wall. “I wouldn’t want to be a permanent resident, though.”

      Ryan nodded. “We’ll leave as soon as we’re resupplied.” Then he continued inspecting their living quarters.

      Their rooms were small and dark with sturdy wooden beds topped with mattresses made of dried corn husks and covered with old, but clean, blankets.

      “Hey! There’s a bed in here,” Krysty said. “I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve slept on a bed.”

      Meanwhile, Ryan and J.B. were busy examining the rooms for booby traps and locks. There was no evidence of either, which meant they couldn’t lock their doors, but they wouldn’t be locked into the rooms by their hosts, either.

      “Impressions?” J.B. asked.

      “Looks good so far,” Ryan stated.

      “Too good, you think?”

      “It crossed my mind.”

      “Gentlemen, I, too, am astounded by our good fortune, but how many times have we rescued damsels in distress only to have that noble act of extrication be punished by imprisonment, threats of death and bodily harm or simple misfortune? Is it so inconceivable that for once in this forsaken hell of a land there might be someone who is actually grateful for our good deeds and wants to СКАЧАТЬ