Vicious Circle
Mike Carey
Hachette
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author?s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
Copyright S 2006 by Mike Carey
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First eBook Edition: July 2008
ISBN: 978-0-446-53760-5
Contents
Acknowledgments
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
Twenty
Twenty-one
Twenty-two
Twenty-three
Twenty-four
Twenty-five
Also by Mike Carey
Alphabetically, to Ben, Davey, and Lou;
chronologically, to Lou, Davey, and Ben.
They won?t stay where I put them anyway,
thank God, so either way is fine.
May the world be good enough for them.
Acknowledgments
In the UK edition of this book I thanked my editor, Darren, my agent, Meg, publicist George Walkley, desk editor Gabriella Nemeth, copy editor Nick Austin, and my wife, Lin, all of whom played crucial roles in its creation. I?m thanking them again now, but this time with a Damon Runyon?style New York accent.
And because the American edition has been through an entirely different alchemical process, I?d also like to thank Grand Central Publishing editor Jaime Levine and publicist extraordinaire Lisa Sciambra, both for making the U.S. edition happen and for all of their heroic efforts during my recent ten-city U.S. book tour (which included keeping me alive and sane). They go into the box labeled ?people I feel privileged to have met.? So do Charlotte Oria, Claire Friedman and her totally amazing family (Jeff, Jeremy, and Jacob), James Sime and Kirsten Baldock, Tad Williams, Richard Morgan, Chris Golden, Alan and Jude of Borderlands, Kristine and Jeannie and their colleagues at the Encino Barnes and Noble, and Doselle Young (whom I also have to thank for one of the most memorable games of pool I?ve ever lost).
Sometimes I love this job.
One
THE INCENSE STICK BURNED WITH AN ORANGE FLAME AND smelled of
Det. Sgt. Gary Coldwood gave me a downright hostile look through the tendrils of the smoke, which curled lazily up through the cavernous interior of the warehouse, the sweet smell dissipating along the aisles of sour dust. The warehouse was on the Edgware Road, on the ragged hinterlands of an old industrial estate: judging from the smashed windows outside and the rows and rows of empty shelves inside, it had been abandoned for a good few years?but Coldwood had invited me to join him and a few uniformed friends for a legally authorized search, so it was a fair bet that appearances were deceptive.
?Have you finished arsing around, Castor?? he asked, fanning the smoke irritably away from his face. I don?t know if all this tact and diplomacy is something he was born with or if he just learned it at cop school.
I nodded distantly. ?Almost,? I said. ?I have to intone the mantra another dozen or so times.?
Well, Jesus, you know? It was Saturday night, and I already had a heap of my own shit to cope with. When the Met calls, I answer, because they pay on the nose, but that doesn?t mean I have to like it. And anyway, I figure that if you give them a little showmanship they?ll be more impressed when you come up with the goods. Look, boys, I say in my own devious
