Richard K. Morgan Quote

Something was pushing me, something that had very little to do with the look the Mongol had given me. Something dark that had spread its wings on the low-key misery of the cabin, something uncontrolled that Virginia Vidaura would have bawled me out for. I could hear Jimmy de Soto whispering in my ear. You waiting for me? I asked the Mongol’s back, and saw how the muscles in it tensed. Maybe one of the dealers felt it coming. He held up his exposed hand in a placatory gesture. Look, man, he began weakly. I sliced him a glance out of the corner of my eye, and he shut up. I said— That was when it all came apart.