dk.nightchills-第18部分
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Of the five other customers； Jenny was of the greatest interest to Salsbury。 A few hours ago； when he talked to Dr。 Troutman； he learned that neither Jenny nor her father had plained of the night chills。 The fact that a number of children had also escaped them did not disturb him。 The effect of the subliminals was； in part； directly proportionate to the subject's language skills and reading ability； and he had expected that some children would be unaffected。 But Sam and Jenny were adults； and they should not have gone untouched。
Possibly they hadn't consumed any of the drug。 If that was true； then they hadn't drunk any water from the town system； hadn't used it to make ice cubes； and hadn't cooked with it。 That was marginally possible； he supposed。 Marginally。 However； the drug had also been introduced into fourteen products at a food wholesaler's warehouse in Bangor before those products were shipped to Black River； and it was difficult for him to believe that they could have been so fortunate as to have avoided； by chance； every contaminated substance。
There was a second possibility。 It was conceivable； although highly improbable； that the Edisons had taken the drug but hadn't e into contact with any of the sophisticated subliminal programming that had been designed with such care for the Black River experiment and that had inundated the town through half a dozen forms of print and electronic media for a period of seven days。
Salsbury was nearly certain that neither of these explanations was correct； and that the truth was both plex and technical。 Even the most beneficial drugs did not have a benign effect on everyone； any drug could be counted upon to sicken or kill at least a tiny percentage of those people to whom it was administered。 Moreover； for virtually every drug； there were some people； another extremely small group； who were either minimally affected or utterly untouched by it； owing to differences in metabolisms； variances in body chemistries； and unknown factors。 More likely than not； Jenny and Sam Edison had taken the subliminal primer in water or food but hadn't been altered by it…either not at all or not as they should have been…and subsequently were unimpressed by the subliminals because they hadn't been made ready for them。
Eventually he would have to give the two of them a series of examinations and tests at a fully equipped medical clinic； with the hope that he could find what it was that made them impervious to the drug。 But that could wait。 During the next three weeks he would be quietly recording and studying the effects that the drug and subliminals produced in the other people of Black River。
Although Salsbury was more interested in Jenny than in any of the other customers； most of the time his attention was focused on the younger of Ultman's two waitresses。 She was a lean； lithe brunette with dark eyes and a honey plexion。 Perhaps twenty…five years old。 A captivating smile。 A rich； throaty voice perfect for the bedroom。 To Salsbury； her every movement was filled with sexual innuendo and an all but open invitation to violation。
More important； however； the waitress reminded him of Miriam； the wife he had divorced twenty…seven years ago。 Like Miriam； she had small； high…set breasts and very beautiful； supple legs。 Her throaty voice resembled Miriam's。 And she had Miriam's walk： an unstudied grace in every step； an unconscious and sinuous rolling of the hips that took his breath away。
He wanted her。
But he would never take her because she reminded him too much of Miriam； reminded him of the frustrations； angers； and disappointments of that awful five…year marriage。 She stirred his lust…but she also stirred his somewhat suppressed； long…nurtured hatred of Miriam and； by extension； of women in general。 He knew that； in the act； as he achieved penetration and began to move； her resemblance to Miriam would leave him impotent。
When she brought the check for his lunch； flashing that dazzling smile that had begun to seem smug and superior to him； he said； 〃I am the key。〃
He was taking an unwarranted risk。 He couldn't defend it even to himself。 Until he was certain that everyone in town； other than the Edisons and a handful of children； was properly programmed； he should restrict the use of the mand phrase to telephone conversations； as with Troutman； and to situations wherein he was alone with the subject and free from fear of interruption。 Only after three weeks of observation and individual Contact could he even begin to assume there was no risk involved； and now； on one level； he was a bit disturbed that he
was conducting himself irresponsibly on his first day in town。 He didn't particularly mind if absolute power corrupted him absolutely…just so it didn't make him overconfident and careless。 On the other hand； so long as they kept their voices low； there was little chance that they would be overheard。 The elderly couple in the booth by the door was nearer to Salsbury than anyone else in the cafe； and they were half a room away。 Besides； unwarranted risk or not； he couldn't resist taking control of this woman。 His emotions had unseated his reason； and he was riding with them。
〃I am the lock；〃 she said。
〃Keep your voice low。〃 〃Yes； sir。〃
〃What's your name？〃 〃Alice。〃
〃How old are you？〃 〃Twenty…six。〃
〃You're lovely；〃 he said。
She said nothing。
〃Smile for me； Alice。〃
She smiled。 She didn't look the least bit dazed。 Even her big； dark eyes held no hint of a trance。 Yet she was unhesitatingly obedient。
He said； 〃You've got a nice body。〃
〃Thank you。〃
〃Do you like sex？〃
〃Yeah。〃
〃Do you like it very much？〃
〃Yeah。 I like it。〃
〃When you're in bed with a man； is there anything you won't let him do to you？〃
〃Yeah。 Greek。〃
〃You won't let him take you in the ass？〃
She blushed and said； 〃Yeah。 I don't like that。〃
〃If I wanted you； I could have you。〃
She stared at him。
〃Couldn't I？〃
〃Yeah。〃
〃If I wanted you； I could have you right now； right here； on top of this table。〃
〃Yeah。〃
〃If I wanted to take you Greek…style； I could。〃
She resisted the idea but finally said； 〃Is that what you want？〃
〃If I did want it； I could have it。 You'd let me。〃
〃Yeah。〃
It was his turn to smile。 He glanced around the cafe。 No one was looking at them； no one had heard。 〃Are you married； Alice？〃
〃No。 Divorced。〃
〃Why did you get a divorce？〃
〃He couldn't hold a job。〃
〃Your husband couldn't？〃
〃Yeah； him。〃
〃Was he good in bed？〃
〃Not very。〃
She was even more like Miriam than he had thought。 After all these years he could still remember what Miriam had said to him the day she left。 You're not just bad in bed； Ogden。 You're terrible。 And you've no inclination to learn。 But you know； I could live with that if there were pensations。 If you had money and could buy me things； maybe I could live with your fumbling sex。 When I said I'd marry you； I thought you were going to make lots of money。 Jesus Christ； you were at the top of your class at Harvard！ When you pleted your doctorate； everyone wanted to hire you。 If you had any ambition whatsoever； you'd have already gotten your hands on a decent piece of money。 You know what； Ogden？ I think you're as inept and unimaginative in your research as you are in bed。 You're never going to get anywhere； but I am。 I'm getting out。 What a bitch she had been。 Just thinking about her； he began to tremble and perspire。
Alice was still smiling at him。
〃Stop smiling；〃 he said softly。 〃I don't like it。〃
She did as she was told。
〃What am I； Alice？〃
〃You're the key。〃
〃And what are you？〃
〃The lock。〃
〃Now that I've opened you； you'll do whatever I tell you to do。 Isn't that true？〃
〃Yeah。〃
He took three one…dollar bills from his wallet and put them on top of the lunch check。 〃I'm going to test you； Alice。 I'm going to see just how obedient you are。〃
She waited docilely。
〃When you leave this table；〃 he said； 〃you'll take the check and money to the cash register。 You'll ring up the sale and take your tip from whatever's left of the three dollars。 Is that clear？〃
〃Yeah。〃
〃Then you will go to the kitchen。 Is there anyone back there？〃
〃No。 Randy went to the bank。〃
〃Randy Ultman？〃
〃Yeah。〃
〃That's good；〃 Salsbury said。 〃Now； when you go to the kitchen； you'll pick up a meat fork； a cook's fork。 One of those big； two…pronged forks。 Is there one of those in the kitchen？〃
〃Yeah。 Several。〃
〃You'll pick one of them up and stab yourself with it； run it all the way through your left hand。〃
She didn't even blink。
〃Is that understood； Alice？〃
〃Yeah。 I understand。〃
〃When you turn away from this table； you'll forget everything we've said to each other。 Understood？〃
〃Yeah。〃
〃When you run the fork through your hand； you'll think it was an accident。 A freak accident。 Won't you； Alice？〃
〃Sure。 An accident。〃
〃Go away； then。〃
She turned and walked to the half…door at the end of the
lunch counter； her smooth hips rolling provocatively。
When she reached the cash register and began to ring up the sale； Salsbury slid out of the booth and started toward the door。
She dropped her tip into a pocket of her uniform； closed the cash registe
