Death Glitch Read Free Page A

more people here than she’d counted on, hundreds, maybe a thousand. She thought she’d spot her the second she came through the doors, but there were so many people and they were still coming. Plus, the damned photographer was grouping people by the door, taking photos and blocking her view.
    It was beginning to look hopeless. Not only had she misjudged the amount of people present, she’d also failed to consider the fact that Amy might be masked. She could walk right up to her and not know her.
    Then she saw the bitch on the dance floor. The little slut was wearing hardly any clothes at all. And she was with another girl dressed the same, only in black. They were dancing close, smiling. Lila started for them when the song ended. People were coming her way. She backed out of their way, watched the two girls as they made their way to a table.
    Someone in a Santa suit came up to them. He had a camera. They got up, kissed as he took their picture. They were wanton. She would do them both the next time they stepped onto the dance floor.
    Another song, the DJ didn’t give them long. A pounding beat, too loud for Lila. The lesbian bitches got up arm in arm and headed for the dance floor. Lila followed, a Walther P22 with a Finnish SAK silencer on it in her hand, hidden by her cloak. With the music blaring the way it was, nobody would hear the pistol go off.
    “ Gun!” someone shouted. “Lila Booth is here and she has a gun!” The voice boomed through the loud speakers and it was shouting her name. She turned toward the stage, saw the DJ. There was a girl up there. A dancer. She had hardly any clothes on. And there was an old woman screaming into the mic. “Amy, she’s here to kill you. Get out of here, now!”
    Amy Eisenhower and her friend turned away from the hag, bolted for the exit and before Lila could follow, dozens joined them, then more.
    The DJ tried to get his mic back, but the old crone had it in a dragon’s grip.
    “ I know you’re here, Lila, and I’m coming for you.”
    “ Not tonight, old woman,” Lila muttered. She was furious. She’d get Amy another day. Amy didn’t have the disc anymore anyway, so in reality Lila could take her time with the little lesbian. But the old crone up on that stage, she was going to die tonight.

Chapter Two
     
    “ I thought things were okay with Tucker Wayne?” Alicia said as they made their way through the casino. She didn’t seem nearly as frightened as Amy, but then Tucker hadn’t sent someone to the party to kill her.
    They’d bolted for the door as soon as she’d understood Nana’s warning and Amy wanted to run like hell, get far away, but Alicia held fast to her hand, keeping their pace quick, but not looking as if they were in a panic, which was pretty smart, because the way they were dressed was drawing enough attention. The last thing they needed was for some of these gamblers to think they were in some kind of trouble.
    “ So did I.” Amy was confused. They’d parked in a parking garage on Sierra Street, and entered the casino from there. Then up an escalator, where they passed the casino shops that were over the street, then down an escalator into the dome, then down another escalator into the foyer, then the ballroom.
    They went up the first escalator, were in the dome now, but she was all turned around. Where was the other escalator?
    “ This way.” Alicia pulled her toward the doors to the street and then they were outside in the night. “Which way is the car?”
    “ I don’t know.” Amy was in full blown panic mode now.
     
    * * *
    “ Give me that! What are you trying to do, cause a panic?” The DJ wrestled the mic from Izzy, who looked out over the crowd. Did Amy get out? Where was Lila?
    She couldn’t make them out, couldn’t tell who was who, so when she saw the DJ pick up the mic and start to say something, she’d acted without thinking. She’d charged the stage, grabbed the mic and shouted her warning.
    “ Sorry,” she told