"Kas, Mason and Parker are using you."
"Keep talking, dead man. I hear there's a bunch of imps waiting for you with knives and forks."
I take another step back. He's going to do it. It's building inside him.
"Don't do it, man. You'll die, too."
The grin is back on his face.
"This is nice. This quiet moment before you die. Thanks for lying and whining. You made it really special for me."
Oh, hell.
I know it's coming, so I don't wait. I dive for the floor. When he fires the Devil Daisy, I'm behind the bed collapsing the na'at to its spear configuration. I dig one end into the floor and, staying low, angle the shaft over me.>"Princess, I only know two things. One is that I'm going to kill Mason and Parker, and nothing human or inhuman is going to stop me. And two, I'm on my own."
"Don't play that martyr shit with me. I've seen how you are."
"You don't get it. You think I'm saying this because I'm still mad. I'm not. I just understand things better now. A friend laid it out for me. I'm not one of you. The only thing I live for now is to kill as many people and break as many things as I need to, to get what I want. By the standards of most sane people, that makes me a monster. I'm fine with that. And, if I'm alive when this is over, I'm going back to where the monsters live."
"Hell?"
"It's where I belong. It's where I want to be."
Allegra reaches down, picks up one of the piles of DVDs, and begins to straighten them.
"Eugene loves you," she says.
"That's nice. My father loved me. He tried to shoot me once."
"What?"
"We were out deer hunting. It was just after sunup and cold enough that I could see my breath. I'd spotted a six-point buck ahead in the tree line. I led the way, up front a few yards, with my father right behind me. I spotted the buck in a clearing, signaled my father to stop. I raised my rifle and took the shot. Just as I pulled the trigger, I heard another gun go off and something hit me on the side of the head. My father's shot had missed me by maybe an inch and hit the tree where I was leaning. I looked back at him, blood coming down my face where flying bark and splinters had hit me. He came running up apologizing, saying it was all an accident, asking if I was okay. But behind all the panic in his eyes, there was nothing but fear and loathing. He hated himself for taking the shot, but he hated me more for still breathing."
"I'm so sorry."
"Just because someone says they love you doesn't mean they're not going to fuck you over the first chance they get."
"What about Alice? Did she fuck you over, too?"
"No. She's the one who didn't."
Allegra empties a couple of overflowing ashtrays into a metal trash can on the floor.
"Doesn't that mean anything?"
"No. I told her I loved her about a million times. It didn't save her. It's what got her killed."
"But you both loved each other. You still have that."
"You loved your drug-dealer boyfriend. I bet he told you he loved you every day. How'd that work out for you?"
"This isn't about me."
"You're right, it's not. So, why don't you run along back to Vidocq and let me finish my work so I can get all of you and this town behind me?"
She shakes her head, pushes more junk from the table into the trash, and starts for the door.
"After I'm gone," I tell her, "as far as I'm concerned, you can have Max Overdrive. Parker's killed Kasabian by now, so he's not going to want it back. I'm sure Vidocq can come up with some kind of glamour that'll make it look like you owned the place all along."