CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CeCe pulled us from the lake.
That lich water did a number on me, and I lay on the checkered floor to catch my breath for a minute. All was quiet. The entrance to the lake closed behind us, smoothed over with the cold floor.
I felt Halgeron's eyes on me. I looked up into the balcony, dripping water and gasping.
"You have finished the job to my satisfaction," Halgeron said. "You have my thanks, Lester."
I should have been relieved. Here I was, back from the verge of death, no longer having to worry about this damn mission, and I should have been exuberant. Should have been doing cartwheels and flips. But I was pissed.
"Listen, you motherfucker," I said, standing.
Even CeCe's eyes widened.
"You're a sick sonofabitch, do you know that?" I asked.
"Uh, boss man," Bo
