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across mine. My broken ribs creaked beneath my cast. The wrench changed hands.
“Heh heh …” Katsuya licked the blood from around his mouth. He straddled my stomach and swung the wrench above his head. “Aw, too bad, Dick.”
He looked triumphant, yet I didn’t think it all too bad for a second. He seemed to think bashing my head would end this, but I was fairly certain I could block the blow with the cast on my left hand. From there it would be easy to grab his dangling left arm with my right and yank him down. But that’s not what I did. My right hand held the craft knife tucked in my pants pocket. The kind with a broad blade. I cranked the blade out of the sheath with a
clak clak clak
.
“Freeze!”
The voice was Junko Tajima’s. She had a gun pointed at Katsuya. It was a smallish stainless steel revolver, probably .38 caliber.
Katsuya threw a glance at this and snorted, “Hey, hey, now, you too?”
“Get away from him!” she said, her tone more emphatic than I’d ever heard her use before.
“Uhm, fuck no. What’s that? Can you even fire it?” Katsuya seemed totally calm.
“You think I can’t shoot you?” Her eyes were dead serious.
This seemed to affect him. The smile on the corners of his mouth retreated. “It’s your damn fault,” he said turning to me. “She was nevercapable of anything like this. It’s you. You changed her. If she’d never met you, she’d never have gotten it into her head to murder someone!”
Perhaps he was right. That’s to say, if she’d never met him, either.
“You’re fuckin’ nuts, spreading poison all around you!”
Katsuya raised the wrench above his head.
“I’ll shoot!” Junko screamed.
Katsuya spoke, turning his profile to her. “I’m gonna smash this Dick’s head in. If you wanna shoot me, then go ahead. But if you don’t kill me with one shot this guy’s a goner. You okay with that? Huh?!”
I’d waited enough. With my left hand I shoved Katsuya in the chest. He lost his balance, his body lurching at an angle. I stuck the tip of the craft knife into the left side of his throat and swiped across. I felt the blade go in deep. Vivid blood spewed forth. Katsuya slumped back-first into the wall to his side, streaking the white paint vertically with numerous red stripes. I heard Junko give a small cry.
Katsuya released his grip on the wrench and brought around his right arm to apply pressure to the wound in his neck. Blood flowed relentlessly from between his fingers.
“For real?” he muttered. His eyes flickered slightly and settled on Junko. “Listen, you stupid bitch. Thought killing me would bring you happiness?” The gushing blood was dying his T-shirt red. “Heh … Wanna hear something good? Wanna know why I targeted you?”
Katsuya’s face was rapidly losing color. “Because my brother asked me to. He needed a chance to end things with you.”
Junko Tajima stood stock still as if frozen. Katsuya’s face contorted into what might pass as a smile.
“He’s a worse piece of shit than I am. Can’t even break off an affair …” His eyes no longer seemed capable of sight. “Everything he told you was a lie. He’s in no mind to get a divorce. He only got his new place ’cause his wife’s gone home to have a kid …”
“You’re lying!” she cried, but it was unlikely that the words reached Katsuya’s ears.
“He got tangled up in the lies he kept telling you to show you a good face … I’ll give him credit for finally getting fed up and decidingto ditch you, but then he couldn’t bring himself to tell you …” His voice was getting weak and losing intonation. “Says it’s ’cause he loves you. Says he doesn’t want you to hate him even after you break up. Heh heh, crazy, right? Doesn’t care … what happens to you … as long as you don’t … hate him …”
His face had turned paper white. It was not the color of living flesh.
“If you’d just … gone away already … it
“Heh heh …” Katsuya licked the blood from around his mouth. He straddled my stomach and swung the wrench above his head. “Aw, too bad, Dick.”
He looked triumphant, yet I didn’t think it all too bad for a second. He seemed to think bashing my head would end this, but I was fairly certain I could block the blow with the cast on my left hand. From there it would be easy to grab his dangling left arm with my right and yank him down. But that’s not what I did. My right hand held the craft knife tucked in my pants pocket. The kind with a broad blade. I cranked the blade out of the sheath with a
clak clak clak
.
“Freeze!”
The voice was Junko Tajima’s. She had a gun pointed at Katsuya. It was a smallish stainless steel revolver, probably .38 caliber.
Katsuya threw a glance at this and snorted, “Hey, hey, now, you too?”
“Get away from him!” she said, her tone more emphatic than I’d ever heard her use before.
“Uhm, fuck no. What’s that? Can you even fire it?” Katsuya seemed totally calm.
“You think I can’t shoot you?” Her eyes were dead serious.
This seemed to affect him. The smile on the corners of his mouth retreated. “It’s your damn fault,” he said turning to me. “She was nevercapable of anything like this. It’s you. You changed her. If she’d never met you, she’d never have gotten it into her head to murder someone!”
Perhaps he was right. That’s to say, if she’d never met him, either.
“You’re fuckin’ nuts, spreading poison all around you!”
Katsuya raised the wrench above his head.
“I’ll shoot!” Junko screamed.
Katsuya spoke, turning his profile to her. “I’m gonna smash this Dick’s head in. If you wanna shoot me, then go ahead. But if you don’t kill me with one shot this guy’s a goner. You okay with that? Huh?!”
I’d waited enough. With my left hand I shoved Katsuya in the chest. He lost his balance, his body lurching at an angle. I stuck the tip of the craft knife into the left side of his throat and swiped across. I felt the blade go in deep. Vivid blood spewed forth. Katsuya slumped back-first into the wall to his side, streaking the white paint vertically with numerous red stripes. I heard Junko give a small cry.
Katsuya released his grip on the wrench and brought around his right arm to apply pressure to the wound in his neck. Blood flowed relentlessly from between his fingers.
“For real?” he muttered. His eyes flickered slightly and settled on Junko. “Listen, you stupid bitch. Thought killing me would bring you happiness?” The gushing blood was dying his T-shirt red. “Heh … Wanna hear something good? Wanna know why I targeted you?”
Katsuya’s face was rapidly losing color. “Because my brother asked me to. He needed a chance to end things with you.”
Junko Tajima stood stock still as if frozen. Katsuya’s face contorted into what might pass as a smile.
“He’s a worse piece of shit than I am. Can’t even break off an affair …” His eyes no longer seemed capable of sight. “Everything he told you was a lie. He’s in no mind to get a divorce. He only got his new place ’cause his wife’s gone home to have a kid …”
“You’re lying!” she cried, but it was unlikely that the words reached Katsuya’s ears.
“He got tangled up in the lies he kept telling you to show you a good face … I’ll give him credit for finally getting fed up and decidingto ditch you, but then he couldn’t bring himself to tell you …” His voice was getting weak and losing intonation. “Says it’s ’cause he loves you. Says he doesn’t want you to hate him even after you break up. Heh heh, crazy, right? Doesn’t care … what happens to you … as long as you don’t … hate him …”
His face had turned paper white. It was not the color of living flesh.
“If you’d just … gone away already … it
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