"satandanced" - читать интересную книгу автора (Barton Gary)

"New singer?" she said. "She looks nervous."

"No. That's June Eiden-‹she's been here awhile." He squinted through the haze of
smoke and his lips twisted a little. "Poor kid's broken up tonight. She used to
be Larry Liegh's girl friend. She's taking it pretty hard." He puffed heavily on
the cigar and started to say something else. He didn't.

The shot from the rear of the club cut him short!

I was away from the table before the echo died, Penny alongside of me. A woman
screamed and somebody was yelling about a shot. I heard glass shatter across the
floor in back of me, and someone smashed a table over trying to get to the exit.
We started down a long hall. Jaegar was on my heels.

Then I met the blond dancer, June Eiden. I met her and went right over her. She
screamed and started to scramble to her feet. I helped her, but my grip on her
arm wasn't friendly.

"You in a hurry, sister?" I said.

The look on her face was a new high in fear. Her full red lips trembled and her
breasts strained the thin silk bodice of her jacket as she spoke.

"I...I heard a shot!"

"No!"

"Yes! It came from that room." She pointed a quivering finger at a dressing-room
door.

I twirled her around by the arm and headed for the room. I didn't bother to knock.
I kicked the door open.

I wished then that the little blonde and Penny hadn't been there. It wasn't a
pretty sight. The man lay spread across the floor like a royal flush on a showdown.
Gore matted what was left of his head and had splashed across the rug. I didn't
have to look close to tell that a slug had almost taken the back of his head off!
I felt sick.

"Who is he?" I asked Jaegar.

The paunchy club owner almost choked on his words. "He...he's Grog Nevins." He
gulped and talked around the cigar. "I guess somebody saved me the trouble."

I said: "Yeah. I guess so."

I swung on June Eiden. "What'd you do it for, kid?"

She was sobbing hysterically; then she buried her face in her hands, muffling her
cries.