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You knew it would be hard to ask me to stay on after I had fulfilled the contract, so you decided the right thing to do was not to ask... ignoring how hard it would be for you to keep hunting for Aahz without me."
"But if it would be easier for me if you stayed..."
"That's right. It's a contradiction," Kalvin gri
That one was easy.
"I'd like you to stay and help me look for Aahz," I said firmly.
The Djin smiled and nodded.
"Not a chance," he replied.
"What?"
"Did I stutter? I said..."
"I know what you said!" I cut him off. "It's just that you said... I mean before you said..."
"Oh, there's no problem in your asking me... or in your terms. I'm just not going to stay."
By now my head was spi
"No you weren't. If you had asked me in the first place, I would have stayed."
"Then why..."I began, but the Djin waved me into silence.
"I'm sorry, Skeeve. I shouldn't tease you with head games at a time like this. What changed my mind was something you said while you were explaining why you didn't ask. You said you were scared and insecure, which is only sane, all things considered. But then you added something about how you were afraid to trust your own judgment and therefore needed someone else along to tell you whether you were right or not."
He paused and shook his head.
"I can't go along with that. I realized then that if I stayed, I'd fall into the same trap all your other colleagues have... of inadvertently doing your thinking for you when we express our own opinions. The sad thing is that we aren't, really. You decide yourself what advice you do and don't listen to. The trouble is, you only remember when you go against advice and it goes wrong... like when you got drunk tonight. Any correct judgment calls you assume were made by your ‘advisors.' Well, you've convinced me that you're a right guy, Skeeve. Now all you have to do is convince yourself. That's why I'm going to head on back to Djinger and let you work this problem out on your own. Right or wrong, there'll be no one to take the credit or share the blame. It's all yours. I'm betting your solution will be right."
He held out his hand. I took it and carefully shook hands with this person who had been so much help to me. "I... well, thanks, Kalvin. You've given me a lot to think about."
"It's been a real pleasure, Skeeve... really. Good luck in finding our friend. Oh, say..."
He dug something out of his waistband and placed it in my hand. As he released it, it grew into a full-sized business card.
"That's my address on Djinger. Stay in touch... even if it's just to let me know how this whole thing turns out."
"I will," I promised. "Take care of yourself, Kalvin... and thanks again!"
"Oh, and one more thing... about your having problems with your friends? Forget trying to be strong. Your real strength is in being a warm, caring person. When you try to be strong, it comes across as being cold and insensitive. Think about it."
He gave one last wave, folded his arms, and faded from view.
I stared at the empty space for a few moments, then started the walk back to my hotel alone. I knew where it was... what I didn't know was where Djinger was.
Chapter Fifteen:
"Easy credit terms available..."
—SATAN
"I HEAR YOU got jumped last night."
I paused in mid-move of easing myself into the cab's back seat to give the cabbie a long stare. "... And good morning to you, too, Edvick," I said dryly. "Yes, thank you, I slept very well." My sarcasm was not lost on the driver... a fact for which I was secretly grateful. Sometimes I have cause to wonder about my powers of communication.
"Hey! Nothing personal. It's just that people talk, ya know?"
"No, I don't... but I'm learning."
It seemed that however large and populated Perv appeared to be, there was a thriving network of gossip lurking just out of sight.
I had come down early, hoping to have a chance to talk with J.R., but between my room and the front door I had been stopped by two bellhops and the desk clerk, all of whom knew that I had been in a fight the night before. Of course, they each expressed their sympathies... in varying degrees. As I recall, the desk clerk's sympathy went some thing like "You're, welcome to use the hotel safe for your valuables, sir... but we can't accept responsibility for any losses."
Terrific!!
I had rapidly discovered that I wasn't wild about the idea of my escapade being discussed by the general populace. Especially not since it ended with a session with the police. Even though he had noted my displeasure at discussing the prior night's incident, Edvick seemed determined not to let the subject die as we started on our way. "I told you you should have gotten a bodyguard," he lectured. "Carrying that kind of cash around is just askin' for trouble."
"Fu
"Well they're right... for a change. Things are dangerous enough around here without drawing u
I leaned back in the seat and closed my eyes. I hadn't slept well, but the brief time I had spent in a horizontal position had allowed my muscles to tighten, and I ached all over.
"So, I discovered," I said. "Oh well, it's over now. Besides, I didn't do such a bad job of taking care of myself."
"The way I heard it, someone showed up to help bail you out," Edvick pointed out bluntly, "and even then it was touch and go. Don't kid yourself about it being over, though. You'd just better hope your luck holds the next time."
Suddenly, my aching muscles were no longer the main claim to my attention.
"Next time?" I said, sitting up straight. "What next time?"
"I don't want to sound pessimistic," the cabbie shrugged, "but I figure it's a given. Those guys you messed up are going to be back on the street today, and will probably devote a certain amount of their time and energy trying to find you for a rematch."
"You think so?"
"Then again, even if I'm wrong, the word is out that you're carrying a good sized wad around with you. That's going to make you fair game for every cheap hoodlum looking to pick up some quick cash."
I hadn't stopped to consider, it, but what Edvick was saying made sense. All I needed to make my mission more difficult was to have to be watching my back constantly at the same time!
"I'm sorry, what was that again?" I said, trying to concentrate on what the driver was saying.
"Huh? Oh, I was just sayin' again that what you should really do is hire a bodyguard... same as I've been sayin' right along."
He had been saying that all along, and Kalvin had agreed with him. I had poo-pooed the idea originally, but now I was forced to reexamine my stance on the matter. "N
"Why not?" Edvick chimed in, adding his two cents to the argument drawing to a close in my mind.
"Well, the most overpowering reason is that I can't afford one."
The cabbie snorted.
"You've got to be kidding me. With the money you've got?"
"It may seem like a lot, but nearly all of it is already committed to you and the hotel."
The cab swerved dangerously as Edvick turned in his seat to stare at me.
"You mean that's all the money you have? You're carrying your whole bankroll?"
As upset as I was, that thought made me laugh. "Not hardly," I said. "The trouble is that most of my money is back on Deva. I only brought some of it along for pocket expenses. Unfortunately I badly underestimated what the prices would be like here, so I have to keep an eye on my expenses."