Kilroy Owns the Night: Day 19 (Enchanted)
“Do you have the keys to this heap?” I asked.
I knew how to break into Junkcruisers. Max knew that I knew how to break in. And I knew that Max knew that I knew. I had stolen a device that looked like an enchanted amulet but operates like a universal remote. It could override lock codes on a spaceship. He prodded me into the Herpezoid crapmobile. The inside looked like a shanty built out of plywood and tin siding. By the looks of things, The Tempting Fate was the ideal name for this piece of shit.
“So, you just faked your own death and then what?” I asked, trying to get this dude monologuing. I needed to stall while I figured out my next move.
“Just find the Encyclopedia.” Max or Tyran or whatever he called himself was falling for it.
“Where do you propose I start?” I gestured to the calamity that was the inside of the ship.
“I’m the biggest slob in the galaxy and this is too much for even me.”
“You can start by getting off our ship before we inflict great bodily harm on you.”
We turned to see the Herpezoids Vrex and Gorpl standing in ship’s entrance readily to indeed inflict great bodily harm. Talons raised. Sharp teeth shining. Sneers perfected. Herpezoids have always been expert sneerers.
“Shoot them, Anagram Boy!” I yelled at Max, reaching for my Multiblaster.
But Anagram Boy faltered long enough for Vrex and Gorpl to make their move.
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