Page 53 of Defying the Relic Hunter

Xenia chortled. “Forget it. He sounds like my dad. Nothing you say will make him change his mind.”

She had a point.

A fat businessman pulled up in spiffy, black Cadillac, “Hey sweet cheeks, how much do you charge for a blow job?”

“Is he talking to me?”

“He is.” Xenia pulled her taser. “He needs to be taught some manners.”

“Nah, I can get rid of dumbass.” I yelled at him, “My rate is ten thousand credits.”

The two hookers gave me the evil eye.

“Where are you, Kizzy?”

“I’m in Vegas.”

“For that price you’d better be able to suck chrome off a bumper,” the businessman shouted, waving a wad of credit sticks out the window.

Holy hell, he thought I was serious. “Sorry buddy, I’ve already got a date.”

The hookers stampeded over to him. “Hey lover, you can get the two of us for only fifty dollars.”

The fat idiot snarled, “I don’t want no diseased, skanky whore touching my willie.”

With a snarl, Kewpie-doll launched herself through the open window. “I’m gonna give you a blow job you’ll never forget.”

“Let go of my willie,” the businessman shrieked and hit the gas.

I watched in amazement as the Cadillac careened wildly down the street with Kewpie-doll’s feet hanging out the window and the toilet paper flapping in the wind like two flags.

Her partner tottered after her yelling, “Stella! Stelllla!”

Xenia laughed. “That’s something you don’t see every day.”

“All we need now is a streetcar named Desire,” I retorted.

His voice full of concern, Uncle Aldo asked, “Kizzy? Are you there?”

The Cadillac barely made it a block before it slammed into a fire hydrant. A geyser of water shot twenty feet into the air.

Crap! It wouldn’t be long before the police showed up.

“Kizzy?”

“Everything’s great and gotta go.” I quickly disconnected and took a firm grip on my stun gun. “Let get this done before the cops show up.”

Xenia threw a cautious glance around and nodded.

Avoiding broken bottles, piles of trash and burnt out vehicles, we headed down the alley.

Xenia checked her scanner. “No security or cameras.”

“I’m not surprised.” I tried the knob on the back door and to my surprise it opened.

Xenia pulled her laser pistol as we stepped inside.

A colony of roaches scurried away.

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