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Auteur: Thekla Jackiv
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The warehouse was the kind of place that made you feel like you were walking into someone else’s bad dream. Steel ribs overhead, concrete underfoot, and the smell of diesel, smoke, and damp cardboard. Fluorescent lights flickered like they were waiting for a cue in a ghost story, and rats with doctorate-level survival skill watched from the rafters, smug as sin.

The air was still hot from the fire—what was left of it. You didn’t need to be a genius to know it had burned fast and dirty. Someone had wanted it to look like chaos, but chaos didn’t stack crates this neatly before settingbthem on fire.. This was a message sent to Elky Jennings. And it spelled my name in black soot.

We entered through the side door, the one with the dented loading ramp and a rust stain shaped like a man trying to crawl out. Elky walked ahead, stiff-backed, quiet, a storm wearing a suit. He didn’t say a word. Neither did his men. They stood in a semicircle around the wreckage like it was holy. They all had th
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  • The Vision She Hid   48

    I guessed the warehouse didn’t change much since the last time I’ve been there. A skeleton of iron ribs and oil-stained concrete that the housekeeper hadn’t touched since mullets were fashionable. No windows, no soft furnishings, just a lot of rugged space and silence that swallowed screams well. Elky blindfolded me OK, the world was nice and black, though the feeling was familiar. The only thing I could tell for sure was that we got out of the car. Blindfolding me was a nice touch. It was the kind of gesture that not only said we don’t want you to see, but —hey, nothing personal, but we don’t want you to remember the life in color.I guess Elky did it himself to make sure no one had poisoned the blindfold. It wouldn’t surprise me if Gianni &Co would try to do something to it. This love and care, Elky way, was almost touching. If you liked your warmth tied up around your eyes and seasoned with grave suspicion.“Just follow my voice,” Elky said. His breath smelled of brandy and voice w

  • The Vision She Hid   47

    The door was locked pretty well. The metal chair was screwed to the floor. It was probably possible to unscrew it, but not if your are doped and have no screw driver. It looked like a hard work even for a guy like Elky, it meant to be. I sat on the mattress feeling every spring with my bum. I had an idea how to put those harsh pieces of metal to a better use. I ripped the stripy fabric off and got rid of stuff that pretended to be soft padding. There was a nice large spring attached to the slight frame, in fact there were four of them, but one would do me. It was made of thick black metal and was about ten centimeters in diameter and thirty centimeters long. I worked hard to break one of them away from the frame. I picked the most worn out spring and spent good ten minutes on the job. I ended up with bleeding fingers and sharp piece of metal. It swished nicely as well, and could do some damage if used smart. I was thirsty, and had a dry cough, but I was determined not to drink from th

  • The Vision She Hid   46

    So I managed to talk to somebody. Not much happened after that. I just fall asleep on a mattress constructed of squeaky, rough springs. But it was not the biggest problem I had. I did smoke a cigarette after talking to the guard. I remembered doing it, and I still had my marbles intact. But there was no sign of a cigarette ash or it to be lying around half-burnt. My cigarette just vanished. Instead, the room was full of an odorless smoke.It hung in the air in fluffy pouches, like clouds in heaven, the things where angels usually hang around. A largish window with a metal grill was open, but the clouds didn’t move even with draft. I had never seen anything like it. I felt my head. It was empty, the thoughts vacated the premises, especially the sensible once. It occurred to me I might have slept for a year and everybody had forgotten about me being locked-up. But I didn’t like the clouds. They looked nothing like cigarette smoke as I’ve remembered it. I lay on the mattress and though

  • The Vision She Hid   45

    The warehouse was the kind of place that made you feel like you were walking into someone else’s bad dream. Steel ribs overhead, concrete underfoot, and the smell of diesel, smoke, and damp cardboard. Fluorescent lights flickered like they were waiting for a cue in a ghost story, and rats with doctorate-level survival skill watched from the rafters, smug as sin.The air was still hot from the fire—what was left of it. You didn’t need to be a genius to know it had burned fast and dirty. Someone had wanted it to look like chaos, but chaos didn’t stack crates this neatly before settingbthem on fire.. This was a message sent to Elky Jennings. And it spelled my name in black soot.We entered through the side door, the one with the dented loading ramp and a rust stain shaped like a man trying to crawl out. Elky walked ahead, stiff-backed, quiet, a storm wearing a suit. He didn’t say a word. Neither did his men. They stood in a semicircle around the wreckage like it was holy. They all had th

  • The Vision She Hid   44

    I was scared, angry, furious actually, understandably so. But the only thing that mattered was that second shooter also missed. It could be he was getting older, or it could be he missed deliberately. One way or another, I wasn’t sure I had guts to deliver the news to Elky Jennings. Definitely not before I was absolutely sure the guy on the roof was indeed a former bodyguard of my father. I pressed play once again. The glow from the laptop was the only honest light in the room. It cut a rectangle through the dark and splashed it across my cheekbones like a camera of a crime scene photographer with creative edge. I didn’t bother turning on the table lamp. That kind of warmth belonged in a different novel not concerned with family betrayals.The footage jittered in front of me, making my sight blurry. I paused, skipped, rewound to the place with better quality.. The rooftop was like any other rooftop—flat, functional, unremarkable—until someone tried to kill me on it. Then it became wor

  • The Vision She Hid   43

    The drawing room looked like it hadn’t changed since the last Chinese dynasty had vanished—fire cracking in the hearth like a war was starting inside the walls, books stacked with the precision of a death row meal, but in a nice way, all antique first editions. A crystal decanter of scotch was breathing heavy on the sideboard.Elky’s older brother—nicknamed Trigger in the close circle, the silver snake with a voice dipped in honey and homicide—lounged in a high-backed chair. His charcoal wool suit was so well-tailored it looked annoyed to be touching human skin. There was a blue silk handkerchief in the pocket of his jacket and his pale blue eyes looked faded in comparison. He wore black turtleneck, no shirt or tie, and he had a thick tanned neck. His features were heavy and well-punched to the right, especially in the nose area, but still handsome. He had two inches less of height than Elky had. His light hair was short, crew cut which reminded me of Gianni’s, so I didn’t like i

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