"Lawrence Watt - Evans - One of the Boys" - читать интересную книгу автора (Watt-Evans Lawrence)

shut, but he didn’t really know.

He slung her over his shoulder. Fresh air, Earth air, would revive her, he was fairly sure. He would leave
her somewhere safe, and with any luck, when she came to, she would think it had all been a dream, and
that would be the end of it.

Of course, if she didn’t think that, she might talk. She might go to the newspapers.

If she talked, everyone would say he was an alien monster. Maybe he should just kill her, wring her neck
and dump the body somewhere.

But if he killed her, maybe that would mean he really was an alien monster.

No, he thought, I’m not an alien monster, I am not.

He was, he assured himself, one of the boys.

He was just one of the boys.