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Opposite Ends Meet Here

Copyright 1998 by Jerry J. Davis



Kyle was alone, as usual, working out with his gyro stick in
the small room he rented above the gym where he worked, when he had
a premonition. He stopped what he was doing and opened his window
just in time to hear a woman cry out in fear and surprise. He poked
his head out, blinking in the sunlight, and looked down into the
alley below. There was a man with short gray hair and a silver
spacer's jacket advancing on a blonde woman dressed in a flowing,
flower-pattern dress. In the man's hand was a large, ugly knife.
"I'm going to enjoy this, you bitch," he told her. He was
advancing, and she was backing away.
"Finney!" the woman yelled. "Finney!" There was the bite of
raw fear in her voice.
Gyro stick still in one hand, Kyle swung out the window and
hung suspended for a moment, waiting for the man with the knife to
move forward a few more steps. The woman saw Kyle, and obligingly
took a few more quick steps backwards. "Finney!" she yelled again.
"By the time Finney finds you," the man said, "you're
gonna---"
Kyle landed on him, so he never finished his sentence. He
collapsed like a rag doll, the knife clattering across the stone
walk. Kyle got to his feet, ready to smack the guy in the head with
the gyro stick, but he was already unconscious. The woman, with a
look of disgust, picked up the big knife and walked quickly to the
prone figure. She jabbed it into his back several times.
Kyle stared at her with his mouth hanging open. "Lady!" he
yelled.
She pulled the bloody knife out and held it ready. "What?" She
was young-looking, thin and blonde and sharp-angled. Her eyes
seemed too blue to be real.
Behind them a gate burst open and a small, black-haired man
with dark features came scurrying up with a gun. He pointed it at
Kyle, but the woman shook her head. "Put it away, Finney. This
ape-man just saved my life." She wiped the bloody knife off onto
the dead man's jacket, flipped the blade into the air and caught
it, then handed it to Kyle handle-first. "Give him a card, and put
him on the payroll."
She gave Kyle a cold smile, then turned and walked with
gliding steps out of the alley. Finney produced a card and held it
out for him. Kyle took it into the same hand that held the knife
and stared at it with a stupid expression.

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