Carlton Rode with Me

  • kissed my hand and ran away
  • Whom will it kill?
  • flung the elevator door wide
  • you breathe carbon monoxide from your lungs
  • the customers murmured
  • reptilian latex sheath

Carlton rode with me to the nineteenth, flung the elevator door wide, kissed my hand and ran away. Did he know something? Should I not get off on the twentieth as I’d planned?

By that point in my contemplations the car had gone up another floor and the door softly opened on its own. With a shrug, I stepped off into the corridor.

You breathe carbon monoxide from your lungs. Whom will it kill?” I mused aloud. “Are you up here?”

No answer.

A nearby door let into a bookstore. The alien was there, holding a feng-shui guide in one paw. The appendage was covered in a reptilian latex sheath like the rest of the creature.

The customers murmured.

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