"Jerry Oltion - Before Christmas" - читать интересную книгу автора (Oltion Jerry)

fiftieth-floor window overlooking downtown Portland. Penzley crossed his arms
over his chest and said, "Your miserable attempts to come up with a new Bundy
campaign are the laughingstock of the company. We've got a betting pool here
at
the office on when you finally come up with something and I've picked December
31st. Five years from now."

Mike snorted. "Ha! Well you lose, then, jerk-face. The new Bundy ads are done
and sitting in a pool of spilt milk in my briefcase."

Penzley laughed even louder. "Ah, so that's it! Well maybe you should just
throw
the whole damned mess out the window, along with your washed-up career."

"I think that's just what I'll do."

"Good. Fuck you."

"Fuck you too." Mike slammed the phone screen-first onto the table, but
Penzley
had beat him to the switch; his own image blanked out a fraction of a second
before Michael's screen fell.

"Aaarrrrggghhhhh!" Mike's growl was an animalistic,
primal-scream-therapy-style
exhalation of pent-up fury. He picked up the phone and hurled it through the
window. The glass shattered wonderfully, and Mike's briefcase, still dripping
milk and potting soil, widened the hole in the phone's wake.

Sarah leaned out from the bedroom, dressed in only a light blue towel. "Hey,
why
don't you make some noise while you're at it?"

Mike was breathing hard now, and grinning like an idiot. "Noise? You want
noise?
All right, I'll give you noise!" He grabbed the edge of the table and heaved
it
over, scattering to the floor the pile of books, magazines, and newsdisks,
plus
their scanner and the vase full of roses he had brought home for Sarah last
night. The reading material merely thumped, but the vase hit the edge of a
chair
and shattered with a satisfying crunch, and the floor shook when the table
struck it. Mike shoved it on over into the Christmas tree, which went down in
a
shower of tinkling ornaments.

Sarah applauded. "Feel better now?"

"Yeah." Mike straightened, laughed, and stepped toward her, but his foot