pzb.drawingblood-第75部分

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　Steve　and　R。J。；　and　you　wouldn't　even　believe　what　we　saw…〃
　　〃What？〃　said　a　quiet　new　voice。　〃What　did　you　see？〃
　　Everyone　turned。　A　young　man　with　long　ginger…blond　hair　stood　in　the　hall　doorway。　His　right　hand　was　splinted　and　swathed　in　bandages。　He　was　shirtless；　and　his　cotton　pants　rode　low　on　his　hips　as　if　he　had　just　tugged　them　on　one…handed。　His　pale　intense　eyes　rested　briefly　on　Eddy　and　Dougal；　then　moved　back　to　Terry。
　　〃Hey；　Trevor。〃　〃Terry　looked　embarrassed。　〃I；　uh；　I'd　rather　not　tell　you　what　I　saw；　if　you　don't　mind。　I　shouldn't　have　been　talking　about　it。〃
　　〃That's　okay；〃　said　Trevor。　He　glanced　at　the　newers　again。　〃Who're　these？〃
　　〃Well　。　。　。〃
　　〃We're　from　New　Orleans；〃　Eddy　interrupted。　〃We're　friends　of　Zach's。　If　you're　his　friend　too；　we　need　your　help。〃
　　Trevor's　eyes　narrowed。　He　looked　at　Kinsey；　who　shrugged。　〃What　do　you　want？〃
　　Eddy　could　tell　by　the　way　he　said　it　that　he　had　slept　with　Zach。　What　a　surprise。
　　〃How　much　do　you　know？〃　she　asked　him。
　　〃Everything。〃
　　〃Prove　it。〃
　　〃I　remember　now。　You're　Eddy。　He　left　you　ten　thousand　dollars　as　a　going…away　present。〃　He　looked　at　Dougal。　〃And　you're　the　guy　from　the　French　Market。　I　don't　remember　your　name。〃
　　At　least　he　mentioned　me；　Eddy　thought　bleakly。　But　something　was　odd　here；　this　Trevor　didn't　seem　like　one　of　Zach's　one…night　stands。　He　looked　intelligent　and　talked　as　if　he　had　a　brain。　And　Zach　evidently　trusted　him　a　lot。
　　〃Is　he　all　right？〃　she　asked。
　　〃He　will　be。〃　Trevor　stared　at　her。　〃Tell　me　what　you　want。〃
　　〃Trev？　What's　going　on？〃　A　pair　of　skinny　arms　appeared　out　of　the　dark　hallway　and　encircled　Trevor　from　behind。　A　moment　later；　Zach　peered　over　Trevor's　shoulder。　His　face　was　sleep…webbed；　naked　without　his　glasses。　From　what　Eddy　could　see；　he　wore　nothing　but　a　pair　of　skimpy　black　underwear。　He　squinted　at　the　roomful　of　people。　When　he　made　out　Eddy　and　Dougal；　his　eyes　went　almost　ically　wide。　〃Fuck！　I　think　I'm　hallucinating　again！〃
　　〃No；　you're　not。　They're　really　here。〃　Trevor　guided　Zach　to　the　couch；　sat　him　down　beside　Kinsey；　then　sat　on　his　other　side　and　put　a　protective　arm　around　his　shoulders。　〃They　haven't　said　why；　though。〃
　　〃We　want　you　to　leave　with　us；〃　said　Eddy。　She　looked　at　no　one　but　Zach；　though　she　couldn't　tell　if　he　was　really　seeing　her　or　not。　He　seemed　unfocused；　not　quite　there。　〃The　cops　raided　your　apartment。　They　also　arrested　your　friend　Stefan；　who　ratted　on　you　just　as　fast　as　he　could。　Now　they're　in　Missing　Mile。　We　can　help　you　get　away。〃
　　〃Hey；　Ed。　Hey；　Dougal。　It's　great　to　see　you。　Uh　。　。　。　where　would　you　take　us？〃
　　〃Us？〃
　　Zach　stared　at　the　floor；　then　back　up　at　Eddy。　A　fog　seemed　to　clear　from　his　green　eyes；　and　she　saw　the　old　evil　spark。　He　was　in　there　after　all。　〃Yeah；　Ed。　Us。　Me　and　Trevor。　If　there's　a　problem　with　that；　I　guess　we'll　have　to　get　away　on　our　own。〃
　　He　laid　his　hand　on　Trevor's　leg；　high　up　on　the　inside　of　his　thigh；　and　looked　evenly　at　her。　There　was　no　trace　of　guilt　in　his　expression。　She　supposed　guilt　simply　wasn't　part　of　his　genetic　makeup。
　　〃Just　tell　me　how　you　could　do　it；〃　she　said。
　　〃Do　what？〃
　　〃Fall　in　love　so　fast　after　refusing　to　do　it　for　nineteen　years；　you　ass！〃
　　Zach　shook　his　head。　Eddy　could　see　that　this　question　honestly　bewildered　him；　and　that　hurt　most　of　all；　because　she　knew　exactly　how　he　felt。　〃I　don't　know；〃　Zach　said。　〃I　just　found　the　right　person。〃
　　She　looked　at　Trevor；　who　met　her　gaze　steadily。　His　eyes　were　so　clear　that　Eddy　thought　she　could　look　straight　through　them　to　his　brain。　Was　that　what　made　Zach　love　him？　She　imagined　those　lips　kissing　Zach；　those　graceful　long…fingered　hands　touching　him；　Zach's　head　resting　on　that　smooth　bony　chest。　There　was　chemistry　between　them；　and　passion；　it　was　obvious　just　watching　them　sit　together。
　　〃Okay；〃　she　said。　〃Fine。　I　hope　it　makes　you　happy。　I'm　going　outside　for　a　few　minutes。　You　guys　decide　what　you　want　to　do；　and　let　me　know。〃　Eddy　stood　up　and　groped　her　way　out　of　the　room　with　tears　blinding　her　eyes；　found　herself　in　the　hall；　then　in　a　bedroom。　She　was　sobbing　now；　unable　to　see　anything；　barely　able　to　breathe。　She　stumbled　back　into　the　hall；　nearly　tripped　over　her　own　feet；　then　felt　a　large；　gentle　hand　on　her　shoulder；　a　tall　form　looming　behind　her。　Kinsey。
　　〃Back　door's　this　way；〃　he　said；　and　guided　her　into　the　kitchen。
　　〃Th…thank　you　。　。　。　I'm　sorry　to　freak　out　in　your　house　。　。　。〃
　　〃No　apology　needed。　I　understand。〃　He　opened　the　door　for　her。　〃The　yard's　very　private。　Stay　as　long　as　you　like。〃
　　〃I　don't　think　we　have　long。〃
　　〃I'll　try　to　get　them　moving；〃　he　promised。
　　Eddy　sat　on　the　back　steps　for　several　minutes；　staring　into　the　jungle　of　the　yard；　letting　the　tears　course　freely　down　her　face。　She　believed　Zach　really　was　in　love；　that　was　the　hell　of　it。　She　could　see　it　in　his　face　and　Trevor's；　in　the　way　their　bodies　touched。　And　she　didn't　think　Zach　would　lie　to　her　about　such　a　thing。　It　was　easy　enough　to　understand。　She　hadn't　been　what　Zach　wanted。　Trevor　was。
　　But　she　still　didn't　want　to　see　him　go　to　prison。　She　still　had　to　help　him。
　　Eventually　her　tears　dried　up；　and　she　sat　with　her　chin　propped　on　her　fist；　watching　a　bee　circle　Kinsey's　overgrown；　zucchini…laden　garden；　savoring　the　country　quiet。　She　loved　the　French　Quarter；　but　sometimes　it　was　difficult　to　think　there；　what　with　all　the　street　musicians　and　exploding　bottles　and　screaming　queens　and　blaring　traffic。　And　if　there　was　anything　Eddy　needed　just　now；　it　was　time　to　think。
　　Left　to　their　own　devices；　the　ragged　crew　in　the　house　would　sit　around　talking　until　Agent　Cover　showed　up　with　his　minions。　But　by　the　time　she　stood　up　and　went　back　inside；　Eddy　had　a　plan。
　　
　　〃So　where　would　we　go？〃　Zach　asked　Dougal。
　　Dougal　favored　him　with　a　crooked　white　grin。　〃I　fly　you　home　wit'　me；　mon。　You　always　say　you　wan'　go　get　lost　in　Jamaica　someday。〃
　　〃Jamaica？〃　Zach　turned　to　Trevor。　〃That's　where　I　dreamed　about。　Like　you　told　me　to。　I　was　walking　down　a　clean　white　beach　with　bright　green　palm　trees　and　a　guy　said　'Ganja；　smart　ganja'　so　I　stopped…〃
　　〃That's　Jamaica；〃　Dougal　assured　him。　〃Always　got　de　smart　ganja。　I　got　some　now　if　you　wan'　it。〃　Zach　and　Terry　nodded。　Dougal　rolled　another　bomber　and　passed　it　around。　Soon　the　room　was　filled　with　sweet　herbal　smoke。
　　〃Goddammit；　are　you　all　just　going　to　sit　around　and　get　STONED？〃
　　Eddy　stood　in　the　doorway；　arms　akimbo；　face　tearstained　and　royally　pissed　and　lovely。　He　had　missed　her　since　he　left；　Zach　realized；　and　he　would　miss　her　wherever　he　was　going。　She　was　so　tough。
　　〃The　Secret　Service　is　ALL　OVER　TOWN！　The　agent　in　charge　of　your　case　showed　up　at　Terry's　record　store！〃　She　crossed　the　room　to　Zach；　grabbed　him　by　the　shoulder　and　shook　him。　〃Don't　you　think　you　better　GET　GOING？！〃
　　Trevor　knocked　her　hand　away。　〃He　has　a　concussion！　Leave　him　alone！〃
　　〃Well；　if　you　don't　move　your　asses；　he'll　have　plenty　of　time　to　recover　in　a　jail　cell！　Is　that　what　you　want？〃
　　〃You　guys　shut　up。　Please。〃　Zach　scowled　and　rubbed　his　temples；　trying　to　clear　his　head。　〃She's　right；　Trev。　If　they're　already　here；　we　have　to　go。〃
　　Zach　stared　miserably　up　at　Eddy。　〃I'm　sorry　about　all　this；　Ed。　I　wish　I　could　do　something　to　make　it　up　to　you。〃
　　〃Give　me　your　car。〃
　　〃Huh？〃
　　〃You　heard　me。　Give　me　your　car。　I've　always　liked　it；　and　you　won't　be　needing　it　anymore。　Dougal　can　take　you　back　to　Louisiana　to　catch　your　plane。　Do　you　think　you　could　get　into　Louisiana　DMV　again　and　register　the　car　to　me？〃
　　〃Well　。　。　。　sure。　What　are　you　gonna　do？〃
　　〃Drive　through　downtown　and　try　to　lure　them　after　me。　I'll　go　east　on　42　while　you　guys　sneak　out　of　town　the　other　way。　They　won't　be　looking　for　Dougal's　car。〃
　　All　five　men　stared　at　her　with　wide　awed　eyes。　Finally　Terry　said　timidly；　〃Won't　they　chase　you　down　and　arrest　you？〃
　　〃I'll　lead　them　as　far　as　I　can。　Maybe　they'll　arrest　me；　but　maybe　they　won't　have　a　damn　thing　to　charge　me　with　if　they　can't　prove　Zach　was　ever　here。　I'll　say　the　Mustang　was　mine　all　along；　and　the　puter　will　back　me　up。　Right？〃
　　〃Right；〃　Zach　said。
　　〃After　that；　who　knows？　I　may　drive　to　California。　I　may　meet　William　S。　Burroughs　in　Kansas。　I　may　wind　up　stranded　in　Idaho。　I　don't　really　care。　I　just　want　some　time　alone。〃
　　She　pulled　her　key　ring　out　of　her　pocket　and　tossed　it　to　Dougal。　〃You　know　where　my　apartment　is。　You　and　the　rest　of　the　French　Market　gang　can　have　everything　in　it。　Zach；　do　you　want　anything　out　of　your　car？〃
　　〃Umm　。　。　。　no；　I've　got　my　bag。〃
　　〃Then　could　some　of　you　guys　e　help　me　unload　it？　I　don't　want　to　get　busted　with　a　hot　puter　and　a　bunch　of　boys'　clothes。〃
　　〃I'll　take　everything　to　Potter's　Store；〃　Kinsey　offered。
　　〃Keep　the　puter；〃　Zach　told　him。　〃It's　got　all　kinds　of　good　stuff　on　the　hard　drive。　You'll　never　have　to　pay　a　bill　again。〃
　　〃Thanks；　but　I'll　pass。〃
　　〃I'll　take　it；〃　said　Terry。
　　The　others　carried　five　loads　in　from　the　Mustang　while　Zach　dialed　up　the　Louisiana　DMV　pu