Kat And Mouse
“Australian Federal Police Officer, Katrina O’Lauchlan.”
The Mouse didn’t need to remove his stare from the departing Katrina’s back to know Abaddon stood to his right. He’d had more than one conversation with the man on the phone to recognise his mysterious client’s voice. “I was wondering when you’d make an appearance.”
“I could not wait until tomorrow night,” Abaddon replied, and The Mouse heard an undercurrent of mirth in the man’s deep voice. “You have lost the accent, I notice. This is good. Your real one is much more…” A pause followed. “…Australian.”
The Mouse flicked the man beside him a quick look. “So is my patience. I have the Australis Night. I assume you have my three million credits?”
Abaddon laughed, the sound pressing a chill to the base of The Mouse’s spine. “To the point, I see.”
“Not really,” The Mouse replied. “I’d just rather not spend too much time with you.”
Abaddon’s eyebrows shot up and The Mouse felt a sudden wave of irritated heat roll through him.
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