Cameron Haley - Skeleton Crew
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“I concede, my dear, and once again you’ve proven that I’m no match for you in negotiations.”
I smiled even though it was bullshit. Oberon’s only reason for bringing this up was to put Terrence and me on the clock. We’d established the Seelie Court couldn’t move on Terrence immediately. But if the clock ran down, I’d be all out of excuses and Terrence would have more than the Jamaicans and Koreans to worry about.
I promised Oberon I’d see him at the party and left the club. I wasn’t real happy about how it had gone, but I wasn’t exactly surprised, either. I’d learned Oberon was someone I could deal with, but the deals always left me feeling like I’d gotten the short end.
But again, what do you want from fairies? three
I woke up to a phone call from Adan just after dawn the next morning.
“Simeon Wale hit the Jamaicans last night,” he said when I picked up the phone.
“Yeah, good morning to you, too. What fucking time is it?”
“It’s about five-thirty. Did you hear me?”
“Yeah, Wale hit Mobley. What did you think was going to happen?”
“He burned a couple apartment blocks in Imperial Courts, Domino. A lot of people are dead.” Imperial Courts was the largest housing project in L.A., and it was the heart of Francis Mobley’s territory between Watts and Compton.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes. “What the fuck did he do that for? How many people?”
“According to the news, no confirmed deaths but a lot of serious injuries.”
“I thought you said people were dead.”
“They are, but the news teams haven’t figured it out yet. They’re calling it ‘The Miracle in the Projects.’”
“Oh, fuck me. Zombies?”
“Yeah. Maybe a hundred.”
“Jesus Christ. What’s happening there now?” I heard Adan take a deep breath. “We’re losing it, Domino. I think we maybe lost it already. They’re taking them to the hospitals. There’s not much we can do about it.”
“What’s Mobley doing?”
“Community service. He’s got his posses out there helping with the relief effort. But you can forget about getting him to sit down with Terrence. There won’t be any sit-down, not after this.”
“Stupid fucking Wale,” I said, and slammed the receiver against my skull a few times.
“What are we going to do, Domino?”
I really had no idea but I had to think of one, fast. “It sounds like containment isn’t an option. We’ve got to start thinking about a cleanup. I’m not as worried about the projects, but we’re going to have to put soldiers in the hospitals.”
Adan laughed and there was an ugly edge to it. “That’s it? You want to send death squads to the hospitals? Domino, it’s on the news!”
“Okay, not our soldiers. We’ll handle the projects-we won’t attract much attention there. We can send the fey to the hospitals. They can deal with the zombies and glamour the civilians. They can keep a lid on it, if anyone can.”
“That might work, if Oberon agrees to help. You’ll be indebted to him, though.”
I didn’t answer. If I played my cards right I wouldn’t need Oberon for this. “Why don’t you go ahead and say it, Adan.”
“What?”
“I told you so. You’re thinking it, might as well be man enough to say it.”
The line was silent for a few moments. “I wasn’t thinking it, Domino. You didn’t know Simeon Wale was going to do this. And the zombie problem definitely isn’t your fault.”
“It was my plan to send Wale over, and it went about as wrong as a plan can go.”
“Look, I’m not going to pretend I agreed with your decision. I didn’t, but not because I anticipated anything like this.”
“No, you were just worried it would involve us in the conflict, that it would escalate and pull us in. You were right.”
“Maybe,” Adan said. “And maybe next time I’ll be the one who fucks up. The truth is, I’ve been at this, what, ten weeks? Most of the time I’m just bluffing my way through and hoping no one notices. Neither one of us is my father, Domino. We need each other to do this thing.”
“I’ll try.”
“As will I, starting now. I’ll take care of Imperial Courts. You handle the hospitals.”
“Done,” I said. “Call me.”
“I will. Good luck.”
“You, too. And Adan?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks,” I said and hung up the phone.
“Honey,” I called. I’d thrown on some clothes and I was in the kitchen nuking a frozen snack. Honey flew in from the second bedroom she and her family had converted into the Enchanted Forest.
“Morning, Domino. What’s for breakfast?”
“Hot Pocket,” I said, and looked at the box. “Ham and Cheddar.”
“Ugh. I don’t see how you can eat that stuff.”
“I’m not in the mood for a burrito. Say, Honey, how do feel about killing zombies?”
Honey’s face brightened and her wings scattered orange pixie dust. “Did you get an Xbox?”
“No, I mean real ones.”
“Oh. I’ve never killed one. I bet it’s not as fun as it is in the games.”
“Probably not, but do you think you could handle some zombies?”
“Are they really slow, like in the movies?”
“I don’t know. I’ve only seen two of them. I think it depends on how long they’ve been dead and the condition of the body.”
“I think I can handle it. How many are there?”
“Maybe a hundred. Maybe more if we don’t move fast. They’re in the hospital.”
“Oh. I’ll probably need some help. I can bring my sisters.”
“Yeah, bring your whole family. I’m going, too, but it could get nasty and we need to clean it up fast.”
“Okay, sounds good. I don’t think we’ve been spending enough time together.”
“Thing is, it’s not just the zombie killing. There will be a lot of civilians at the hospital. We need to dust them so they don’t remember what happened.”
“Sure, that’s easy. We could do something even better. We don’t have to just make them forget-we could make them think something else happened.”
“Like what?”
“Maybe a weather balloon exploded and killed everyone.”
“We could just make them forget.”
“Gas pocket?”
“Nah.”
“Whatever you say. Are you ready to go now?”
“Yeah, we need to hurry. You round everyone up and I’ll finish my breakfast.”
“Cool,” Honey said, and she flew back into the bedroom.
Twenty-eight piskies, including Honey, piled into my Lincoln with room to spare. They huddled on the seats and dash, jostling for a favorable position. Honey perched on the steering wheel and pretended to help me drive. They were all invisible to human eyes so this was far less of a spectacle than it sounds.
All of the piskies were female. Along with Honey, there was a mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, a few aunts, a handful of sisters and several nieces and cousins. I’d asked Honey about it and she’d said piskie families were always female. The males, apparently, left the nest when they reached puberty and only returned to the females to mate. When the female was pregnant, they left again. Actually, it worked a lot like the barrio where I grew up.
Most of the “survivors” from the fire at Imperial Courts had been taken to Centinela Medical Center in Inglewood, so that was our first stop. I used my changeling mojo to assume the appearance of a blonde doctor with enough curves to make surgical blues look good. I spun my parking spell and we took a spot reserved for ambulances. I dropped a ward on the building so no one would be able to leave, and then we all went in through the emergency room doors.
The situation at Centinela had already gone to hell. When the automatic doors closed behind us, we saw a young nurse run screaming from a treatment room to our right. A black male who looked to be in his sixties was chasing her, dragging a metal stand behind him from the IV line still planted in his arm. He had third-degree burns over most of his body and the remains of his clothes were deep-fried into his skin.
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