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Thin air

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“You can get up now,” she said. “I don’t think you’re hurt.”

Not hurt? She had to be kidding. I rolled slowly on my side and worked my way up to a sitting position, bracing myself with my arms. Standing up was not on the menu, not yet.

“What-” My voice was a hoarse croak; I cleared my throat and tried again. “What the hell did you do to me? Who-?”

“My name is Ve

No freakin’ kidding. I stared at her mutely, and she folded her hands over the front of her white pinafore and stared right back without blinking.

“You don’t remember me,” she said. Not a question. “You used to call me Alice. You could call me that again, if you like.” She said it with the generosity of a noble dispensing a pe

I finally found my voice. “Did David send you?”

Ve

“I need to go back,” I said. “She’ll kill everybody back there.”

“No,” Ve

“She-wait, what?”

“She’s given herself up. She will tell them that she has recovered her memories-and that will be true, because the Demon already had them. She will tell them that she’s you, and…” Ve

“But-that can’t happen. That can’t happen!” She just looked at me. Obviously, it could. “They’ll know. Lewis will know.”

She was already shaking her head. “Any doubts can be explained away. She’s been through a great trauma. Any of them can tell that, and they won’t disbelieve her story.”

I grasped at my last straw. “David! David will figure it out. Hello, mother of his child! Surely he knows me better than-”

“He would know if she could be perceived as a Demon. She’s different now. He also has no reason not to accept her.” Ve

I found I was able to get up, and staggered across the carpet to a king-sized bed, where I collapsed in an untidy sprawl. “So what am I supposed to do? What if she follows me?”

Ve

I had just enough spark left to ask, “Who?”

“Ashan,” she said.

“David was looking for him.”

“I know.” Ve

I had no idea what to say to that. Ve

She came back, silent as a ghost, for a few seconds, to say, “You understand…don’t go out? Don’t talk to anyone? I’ve put clothing in the closet for you. Don’t go out.”

I nodded. I might not understand much of this, but that part, I got. And hey, not a bad place, as hideouts went. I was in a big, well-appointed hotel room, immaculately clean, with a big plasma TV on the wall, a comfy bed, and-visible through the open door-a gigantic whirlpool tub.

Ve

Below, a whole city stretched out, a dizzying array of architectural marvels, fountains, people, lights, cars, dazzling sunlight. There was a gigantic Sphinx’s rear end pointed toward my room, about seven stories down. The window sloped, and when I craned out for a look, I saw the building itself was sloped, like the side of a pyramid.

A hospitality book on the desk identified the hotel as the MGM Grand, Las Vegas.

That seemed weirdly familiar to me, but staring out at the landscape didn’t seem helpful.

I went to try out the tub instead.

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I was up to my neck in suds and blessedly warm water, experimenting with the various controls for the water jets, when I heard the door to the room open and close. I’d shut the bathroom door, so I couldn’t hear or see anything else. I waited, but Ve

I walked out, prepared to find out what kind of trouble I was in now, but it wasn’t Ve

And the two people I walked in on didn’t even know I was there, at least not at first. I had to give them credit, they were very fast off the blocks-the clothing trail started at the door, with his tie, and finished in a heap at the foot of the bed. They were definitely not paying attention to me, quite, um, vigorously.

I tried tiptoeing to the door, and didn’t quite get halfway there before the woman-leggy, redheaded, with a model’s perfect ass, which had been on major display-caught sight of me and shrieked, falling off of her boyfriend, who thrashed around like a wounded seal in a shark tank. I held up my hands and backed toward the door.

“What the hell are you doing in our room?” he yelled, and came off the bed at me, still stark naked. I backed away, faster.

“Um…sorry, room inspector, I was just…making sure you had toilet paper, and…so, you like the bed? Brand-new bed. Very bouncy.” I was babbling, shaking, and I kept fierce eye contact with him because the temptation for my gaze to wander was…overwhelming. I felt the handle of the door dig into my back, reached behind me, and twisted it open. “Sorry, sir, ma’am. Please, enjoy your stay…”

I barely made it into the hall before he slammed the door on me. I leaned there, puffing for breath, trembling with reaction, and had to put both hands over my mouth to keep from screaming with laughter.

Don’t go out. Yeah, thanks, Ve