Blue Smoke and Mirrors td-78

by Warren Murphy

  "I don't respect you now." Crackle. Tomorrow can only be an improvement." Whoosh.

  "Oh, you! You always make me laugh." Whoosh. "Sure. Dinner first?"

  "How about Legal sput Seafoods? Haven't eaten there in a crackle."

  "Help!"

  "Hey, do you hear that?"

  "What?"

  "Something on the line."

  "This is a crackle staticky pop line."

  "No. It wasn't static. It was a strange voice. Like 'whoosh.' "

  "Say again? I didn't catch that last part."

  "I said, it's like we're on a party line."

  "Maybe your phone's being tapped."

  "No. Shhh. Listen."

  "Help, help! I am trapped in telephone line. Someone help me."

  "Hear it now?"

  "Yeah. Funny accent pop crackle don't you think? Sounds Russian."

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  "Hey, maybe it's the KGB."

  "Why would they tap my line?"

  "It's probably crackle a crossed wire."

  "Help me. Help me. Help me."

  "He sounds real unhappy."

  "Get real, Cinz. It's only someone playing with their sput."

  "I don't know. That's real panic in his voice."

  "Oh, come on. 'Help me, I'm trapped in telephone line'? Reminds whoosh of that stupid fortune you got when I took you to the Cathay Pacific last crackle. You know, the one that said, 'Help, I'm being held prisoner in a fortune pop cookie factory.' "

  "You're right. What could I be thinking of?"

  "So . . . pick you up, say, sevenish?"

  "Hmmm. Better make it eight. I'm going to run out and buy a new phone. This one's been acting sput a lot. As you can hear."

  "Yeah. Things sure haven't been crackle since Ma Bell broke up."

  Whoosh. "Tell me about it. Ciao."

  The tunnel walls zoomed by. They seemed to go on forever. And all Rair Brashnikov could imagine was that this time he truly was dead. This time the dark tunnel was not a fiberoptic cable. And soon he would see the silvery light that would bring him peace.

  But as he rushed along endlessly, Brashnikov felt only a wild, numbing panic. If this were truly the path to heaven, why were all the voices American?

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