maintenance men was washing the floor with an old, almost bald mop. Suds and
water were gathered to one side of the corridor, and Doc contrived to stumble
away from Panner and slip on the soapy water.
He fell in a manner that appeared to Murphy and Panner to be clumsy, but was in
fact a perfect pratfall. Spinning on his heel so that he reversed position and
faced the two sec personnel, Doc fell backward. Although it would seem that he
was out of control, both J.B. and Ryan noted that the old man relaxed his
muscles, spiraling to the concrete floor with a floppiness that protected him
from breaking bones.
He also knew exactly the way in which he would land. He contrived to get the
lion’s-head walking stick on one side of his body, shielding it from the view of
the sec corps.
Panner was laughing so hard that her flabby jowls wobbled, and her eyes ran with
tears.
“What are we worried about, Sarj? These outsider scum are no danger. This old
fucker can’t even stay on his feet!”
Even the otherwise taciturn Murphy stopped scowling long enough to crack a grin.
Panner stepped forward, her Heckler & Koch blaster now lowered to the concrete
floor, and idly prodded the prone Doc with her combat boot.
“C’mon, get up before I chill you and mess the floor, you old fart.”
With a speed that would seem surprising for his age, Doc flicked his right arm
from the position over his body where he had been grasping the hilt of his
stick. Instead of ebony, a rapier-thin double-edged blade of the finest Toledo
steel whistled through the air, catching the light from overhead.
It would have mesmerized Panner if she’d had the chance to see the light
reflected. However, by the time this happened, she had already dropped her
blaster and was clutching at the blood pumping from her torn throat. With the
most delicate twist of his wrist, Doc had stroked back and forth, the blade
ripping at the exposed area of flesh between Panner’s chin and the beginning of
her combat armored vest.
” ‘Manners maketh the man.’ I would venture to suggest that bad manners can be
an undoing,” Doc murmured.
The blade had cut through her carotid artery, ripped tendon, fat and muscle and
severed her jugular. It was a perfectly judged stroke, avoiding jarring the
blade on bone and throwing the timing of the attack. Blood spilled from her
mouth, open in an “O” of surprise. It pumped over and between her fingers,
spilling down her combat vest and covering the newly washed floor. It also
splashed onto Doc, already climbing to his feet with a limber spring that was
spurred on by an adrenaline rush.
Murphy dropped his own blaster, barrel to the floor, unable to believe his own
eyes. Panner was his second-in-command, his loyal lieutenant. She had the
instincts of a killer, and yet an old man had chilled her in front of his eyes.
Furthermore he couldn’t work out where the blade had come from.
In slow motion he watched her blaster fall toward the floor.
Before it had a chance to touch the concrete, J.B. sprang toward it and caught
it, his forward momentum carrying him into a roll, which pulled up painfully
short against the wall of the corridor. The Armorer grunted as the blow knocked
the air from his lungs, but regardless he pulled himself into a sitting
position. The Heckler & Koch was positioned in his hands, finger taut on the
trigger, directed at Murphy’s head. The Armorer would have preferred a body
shot, but knew it would be useless with the combat vest. At this range it
wouldn’t stop a burst of fire fatally injuring the sec man, but it could slow
his death enough for him to chill his opponent.
J.B.’s snap aim wasn’t to be tested. Murphy had allowed his full attention to be
directed toward the Armorer, and hadn’t noticed Ryan step forward just two
paces.
That was all it needed. The one-eyed man unfurled the scarf from around his
neck, wrapping one end around his right hand. The weighted end swung down
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