it.
Someone was coming up the tunnel from the other side of the
secret door!
Heller spotted the portal.
He reached out and grabbed me by the arm to hold me still.
Yes, someone was coming. They were now at the door. It swung Inward.
UTANC!
She was coming out of the hangar! How could she ever have known it existed? How could she even know about this secret room? She was carrying two bags of heroin over her shoulder!
She stopped.
And then in a draw so fast I didn't even see a blur, she had a small gun in her hand!
With a sudden yank, Heller had me in front of him.
Utanc was raising the gun!
"Oh, darling!" I screamed. "Look, look, look! It's me! DON'T SHOOT!" In terror I watched her finger on the trigger.
I made a struggle to get free.
She looked straight at me. '
SHE FIRED! !
Chapter 4
I felt the bullet jar my ribs.
At the same instant I saw her big black eyes.
They were cold and ruthless!
I felt myself being hurled forward by Heller.
SHE FIRED AGAIN!
Then suddenly I was thrown to my left. Utanc's gun hand was in Heller's grasp.
With a heave he snapped her spinning into the room. She went down.
He was on her like a tiger!
The gun was in his left hand and pointing at her throat!
In this moment of his distraction, I saw the key tile not three feet away. With a sudden crabwise scuttle, I got my hand on it.
I twisted. I pressed. I had sounded the hangar alarm that would assemble the whole base. I felt a surge of triumph. Then I saw my hand. Blood was running down my fingers. I had been hit!
The shock of the bullets vanished. The pain struck me in a red, twisting tide. The whole room seemed to spin and upend. Items in it leaped into separate view as though unconnected with the rest. Krak's broken viewer. Heroin spilled across the floor. The door to the tunnel once more tightly shut. Utanc's heels drumming on the floor.
Heller was no longer holding a gun. He was strangling her with his left hand!
Utanc's eyes were wild! She was struggling, threshing back and forth, trying to get away.
Then I saw that Heller was doing a terrible thing. He was undressing her!
The thought surged through my pain: Gods, has he gone mad? Is this a rape?
With his free hand he tore her sleeves to bits and cast her jacket aside. His fingers stabbed under her belly band and yanked. There was a sharp rip of cloth. He tore her Turkish pants off and cast them away. His savage hand gripped her underpants and tore them into shreds!
Writhing and twisting and trying to get out from under him, Utanc was naked on the floor.
The body, every muscle taut, writhed over on its side in my direction.
Through the pink mist of pain, I could not believe what I saw.
UTANC WAS A MAN!
The comprehension hit me like another bullet. And then a wave of nausea swept through me.
Ever since this creature had come, I HAD BEEN MAKING LOVE TO A HOMO!
I vomited.
Heller still held the writhing body down. The bra had been torn away, showing a hairless but male chest. He was searching under the body's back. Then he shifted his holds and one hand started down the homo's inner thigh. He yanked and Utanc screamed. He had removed a flat wallet that was taped there.
Using one knee now to hold the creature, Heller was opening the leather. He was evidently reading something. He read it again, aloud, "Colonel Boris Gaylov of the Russian KGB!"
Heller glanced in my direction. "If this was your woman, it's the Code break of all time! You've been harboring an agent of the Soviet secret service! Was this your doing?"
I vomited again.
Heller turned to the homo he was holding down. "You'd better talk and talk fast! What were you doing here?"
He had relaxed his grip on the throat and a stream of profanity—Russian, English, French—sprayed from the contorted lips.
Heller reached across the floor to where the heroin had spilled. He scooped up a handful. "If you don't talk, this is going to go down your throat!"
Utanc screamed and writhed and tried to get
Someone was coming up the tunnel from the other side of the
secret door!
Heller spotted the portal.
He reached out and grabbed me by the arm to hold me still.
Yes, someone was coming. They were now at the door. It swung Inward.
UTANC!
She was coming out of the hangar! How could she ever have known it existed? How could she even know about this secret room? She was carrying two bags of heroin over her shoulder!
She stopped.
And then in a draw so fast I didn't even see a blur, she had a small gun in her hand!
With a sudden yank, Heller had me in front of him.
Utanc was raising the gun!
"Oh, darling!" I screamed. "Look, look, look! It's me! DON'T SHOOT!" In terror I watched her finger on the trigger.
I made a struggle to get free.
She looked straight at me. '
SHE FIRED! !
Chapter 4
I felt the bullet jar my ribs.
At the same instant I saw her big black eyes.
They were cold and ruthless!
I felt myself being hurled forward by Heller.
SHE FIRED AGAIN!
Then suddenly I was thrown to my left. Utanc's gun hand was in Heller's grasp.
With a heave he snapped her spinning into the room. She went down.
He was on her like a tiger!
The gun was in his left hand and pointing at her throat!
In this moment of his distraction, I saw the key tile not three feet away. With a sudden crabwise scuttle, I got my hand on it.
I twisted. I pressed. I had sounded the hangar alarm that would assemble the whole base. I felt a surge of triumph. Then I saw my hand. Blood was running down my fingers. I had been hit!
The shock of the bullets vanished. The pain struck me in a red, twisting tide. The whole room seemed to spin and upend. Items in it leaped into separate view as though unconnected with the rest. Krak's broken viewer. Heroin spilled across the floor. The door to the tunnel once more tightly shut. Utanc's heels drumming on the floor.
Heller was no longer holding a gun. He was strangling her with his left hand!
Utanc's eyes were wild! She was struggling, threshing back and forth, trying to get away.
Then I saw that Heller was doing a terrible thing. He was undressing her!
The thought surged through my pain: Gods, has he gone mad? Is this a rape?
With his free hand he tore her sleeves to bits and cast her jacket aside. His fingers stabbed under her belly band and yanked. There was a sharp rip of cloth. He tore her Turkish pants off and cast them away. His savage hand gripped her underpants and tore them into shreds!
Writhing and twisting and trying to get out from under him, Utanc was naked on the floor.
The body, every muscle taut, writhed over on its side in my direction.
Through the pink mist of pain, I could not believe what I saw.
UTANC WAS A MAN!
The comprehension hit me like another bullet. And then a wave of nausea swept through me.
Ever since this creature had come, I HAD BEEN MAKING LOVE TO A HOMO!
I vomited.
Heller still held the writhing body down. The bra had been torn away, showing a hairless but male chest. He was searching under the body's back. Then he shifted his holds and one hand started down the homo's inner thigh. He yanked and Utanc screamed. He had removed a flat wallet that was taped there.
Using one knee now to hold the creature, Heller was opening the leather. He was evidently reading something. He read it again, aloud, "Colonel Boris Gaylov of the Russian KGB!"
Heller glanced in my direction. "If this was your woman, it's the Code break of all time! You've been harboring an agent of the Soviet secret service! Was this your doing?"
I vomited again.
Heller turned to the homo he was holding down. "You'd better talk and talk fast! What were you doing here?"
He had relaxed his grip on the throat and a stream of profanity—Russian, English, French—sprayed from the contorted lips.
Heller reached across the floor to where the heroin had spilled. He scooped up a handful. "If you don't talk, this is going to go down your throat!"
Utanc screamed and writhed and tried to get
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