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.So maybe Gabe’s rats were too depressed to run.”Gabe stroked his beard.“I never thought of that.But it doesn’t help that much.It doesn’t tell me why the majority of the rats did run.”“Well, duh, Gabe,” Theo said.“It’s the fucking monster.”“What?” Val said.“What?” said Jenny, who was lingering nearby.“Can we get some dessert menus?” Gabe asked, sending Jenny backing across the restaurant.“Monster?” Val said.“Maybe you’d better explain, Gabe,” Theo said.“I think your scientific skepticism will make it sound more credible.”Val’s jaw dropped visibly as she listened to Gabe talk about the tracks at the ranch, the mutilated cattle, and Theo’s theory for the disappearances of Joseph Leander, Mikey Plotznik, and perhaps Les from the hardware store.When Gabe brought up Molly Michon, Val stopped him.“You can’t believe what she tells you.Molly is a very disturbed woman.”“She didn’t tell me anything,” Theo said.“I just think she knows something about all this.”Val wanted to call up Theo’s drug history to sweep the story aside, then she remembered what Estelle Boyet had told her in therapy.“I’m not going to say who, but one of my patients mentioned a sea monster in session.”Gabe asked.“Who?”“I can’t say,” Val said.“Estelle Boyet,” Jenny said as she came up to get the dessert order.“Damn,” Val said.“I wasn’t the one who told you,” she said to Theo.“Well, she was talking about it over breakfast with that Catfish guy,” Jenny added.“No dessert,” Val snapped at Jenny.“I’ll bring the check.”“So Estelle has seen it?” Theo asked.“No, she says she’s heard it.She’s not the type to propagate a hoax, but I wouldn’t put it past Molly Michon.Perhaps that’s where the rumor started.I can ask Estelle.”“Do that,” Theo said.“But it’s not a hoax.My car is smashed.That’s evidence.I’m going to Molly’s tonight and wait for her.The door was unlocked when I checked earlier and I can’t go home.”“You think it’s that dangerous?” Val asked.“I know it is.” Theo stood and started to pull some bills from his pocket.Gabe waved him off.Theo said, “Doctor, can you give Gabe a ride?”“Sure, but…”“Thanks,” Theo said.“I’ll call you, Gabe.Thanks for letting me join you, Doctor.I thought you’d want to know about Bess.I’m afraid I’ve ruined your date.”I’ll say, Val thought as she watched Theo leave the restaurant.A sense of alert exhaustion washed over her like an espresso fog bank.“He just quit smoking pot,” Gabe said.“He’s feeling the stress.”“He has a right to.You don’t believe any of that stuff about a monster, do you?”“I have some theories.”“Would you like to come up to the house and explain them over a bottle of wine?”“Really? I mean, sure, that would be nice.”“Good,” Val said.“I think I need to get hammered and I’d like your company.” Had she used the term “hammered” since college? She didn’t think so.“I’ll get the check,” Gabe said.“Of course you will.”“I hope you don’t mind having a dog in your car,” Gabe said.I’m not slumming, she thought.I’ve moved to the slums.twenty-twoTheoThe walls of Molly’s trailer were plastered with movie posters.He stood in the middle of the living room among the scattered videotapes, magazines, and junk mail and slowly turned.It was her, Molly.She hadn’t been lying all this time.Most of the posters were in foreign languages, but every one featured a younger Molly in various states of undress, holding weapons or fighting off bad guys, her hair flying in the wind, a nuked-out city or a desert littered with human skulls and burned-out cars in the background.The adolescent male part of Theo, the part that every man tries to bury but carries to his grave, reared up.She was a movie star.A hot movie star! And he knew her, had in fact put handcuffs on her.If there was only a locker room, a street corner, or a second-period study hall where he could brag about it to his friends.But he didn’t really have any friends, except for Gabe maybe, and Gabe was a grown-up.The prurient moment passed and Theo felt guilty about the way he had treated Molly: patronizing her and condescending to her; the way many people treated him when he tried to be something besides a pothead and puppet.He kneeled down to a bookshelf filled with videotapes, found one labeled KENDRA: WARRIOR BABE OF THE OUTLAND (ENGLISH), and slipped it into the VCR and turned on the television.Then he turned off the lights, laid his guns on the coffee table, and lay down on Molly’s couch to wait.He watched as the Crazy Lady of Pine Cove battled mutants and Sand Pirates for half an hour before he drifted off to sleep.His mind needed a deeper escape from his problems than the movie could provide.“Hi, Theo.”He came awake startled.The movie was still casting a flickering light over the room, so he couldn’t have been sleeping that long.She stood in the doorway, half in shadow, looking very much like the woman on the television screen.She held an assault rifle at her side.“Molly, I’ve been waiting for you.”“How’d you like it?” She nodded toward the television.“Loved it.I never realized.I was just so tired…”Molly nodded.“I won’t be long, I just came to get some clean clothes.You’re welcome to stay here.”Theo didn’t know what to do.It didn’t seem like the time to grab one of the pistols off the table.He felt more embarrassed than threatened.“Thanks,” he said.“He’s the last one, Theo.After him there aren’t any more of his kind.His time has passed.I think that’s what we have in common.You don’t know what it is to be a has-been, do you?”“I think I’m what they call a never-was.”“That’s easier.At least you’re always looking up the ladder, not down.Coming down is scarier.”“How? Why? What is he?”“I’m not sure, a dragon maybe.Who knows?” She leaned back against the doorway and sighed.“But I can kinda tell what he’s thinking.I guess it’s because I’m nuts.Who would have thought that would come in handy, huh?”“Don’t say that about yourself.You’re saner than I am.”Molly laughed, and Theo could see her movie-star teeth shine in the light of the television.“You’re a neurotic, Theo.A neurotic is someone who thinks something is wrong with him, but everyone else thinks he is normal; a psychotic thinks something’s wrong with her.Take a poll of the locals, I think I’d come out in the latter category, don’t you?”“Molly, this is really dangerous stuff you’re messing with.”“He won’t hurt me.”“It’s not just that.You could go to jail just for having that machine gun, Molly.People are getting killed, aren’t they?”“In a manner of speaking.”“That’s what happened to Joseph Leander, and the guys working the drug lab, right? Your pal ate them?”“They were going to hurt you, and Steve was hungry.Seemed like great timing to me.”“Molly, that’s murder!”“Theo! I’m nuts.What are they going to do to me?”Theo shrugged his shoulders and sat back on the couch.“I don’t know what to do.”“You’re not in a position to do anything right now.Get some rest.”Theo cradled his head in his hands.His cell phone, still in the pocket of his flannel shirt, began ringing.“I could sure use a hit right now.”“There’s some Smurfs of Sanity in the cupboard over the sink—neuroleptics Dr.Val gave me, antipsychotics—they’ve done wonders for me.”“Obviously.”“Your phone is ringing [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]