"FWLS15" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

"I can't climb out," I said. "My knees don't bend."

"Here, lemme give you a hand," the driver said, grabbing a
sleeve or two and pulling. Still, the suit wouldn't squeeze out
of the jeep door. I should have known better than to suit up
while en route.

"Here, please allow me," said a civilized, Harvard sort of
voice, as the biggest, nastiest, freak of nature I had ever seen
lumbered up to the jeep, knuckles barely touching the ground. He
grabbed my head and yanked me out of the jeep as easily as remind
an adult-proof cap on an aspirin bottle.

"Gahh," I thanked him.

"Please to meet you," the voice continued. I briefly
wondered where it was coming for, before realizing to my horror
and confusion it was from the giant. "My name is Patrick
Winchester the Third. But you may call me Agent 7333. I
understand I am to have you accompany me on my most recent
assignment, and observe my workings therein?"

"Yeah," I said. There wasn't much else to say, on the
whole.

"Excellent!" 7333 said, shaking my hand. I definitely heard
and felt a few bones crunch. "I shall look forward to your
company during this dull journey. It is so nice to have someone
to discuss the finer things in life with."

*

"...so after I was fired from my job as a lawyer, I earned a
degree in accountancy," 7333 explained, from the seat he was
wedged into in front of the shuttleship's control panels.
"Unfortunately, I didn't have the right stuff to be an
accountant. I lacked the correct whimper, the balding head, the
glasses and the snappy wardrobe. I'm afraid that I also scared
my employer a great deal when I had to throw a co-worker that was
making advances on a married woman down the staircase and through
a window on the sixteenth story. So, he recommended I take a job
where the my excellent skills at fighting would be more
appropriate."

"Namely?" I asked, scribbling notes madly.

"Why, a Not-So-Secret-Agent, of course. I must admit, I am
not entirely happy with my career here. Bashing skulls, swinging
from light fixtures and mowing down archvillains with chain guns
is very boring work indeed, and somewhat depressing. I'm