The Nature of the Beast
“Maxine’s Tip-Top Market was halfway down the block on the south side of the street. As also was his habit, the moment he rounded the corner onto Killkenny Street he side-stepped into the inky shadows of a turn-of-the-century loading dock and disappeared from view. To keep his breath from giving his position away, he pulled his nose and mouth down inside his collar and waited and then waited some more. Two minutes passed, and then five. He peeked out at the street, first one direction and then t...he other. The street was empty.
Satisfied he wasn’t being followed, he hunched his shoulders and continued on, crossing Killkenny at an angle, listening to the static click of his heels ricocheting from brick to brick to brick as he hurried up the street.
The market was hot and empty; only the buzz of the overhead lights and the hum of the freezers broke the silence; the East Indian clerk smiled, said hello and then went back to perusing a bondage magazine.MoreLess
Satisfied he wasn’t being followed, he hunched his shoulders and continued on, crossing Killkenny at an angle, listening to the static click of his heels ricocheting from brick to brick to brick as he hurried up the street.
The market was hot and empty; only the buzz of the overhead lights and the hum of the freezers broke the silence; the East Indian clerk smiled, said hello and then went back to perusing a bondage magazine.MoreLess
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