Домашнее чтение RichardKadrey-BlindShrike

ving the cabinets. "You just cracked open a hole in the universe, wrecked Hell, deceived the devil and sent the Black Clerks packing. Even I couldnt do all that and I can do a lot. Yet with all that to your credit, youre telling me you cant control one dying hag?"
"I wouldnt know what to do. "
"You have a warrior by your side and the Prince of Darkness for a friend. What you dont know is how to ask for help, but that is how we gain knowledge and improve ourselves. "
"Okay," said Spyder. He leaned back his head, threw out his arms and shouted as loudly as he could, "Help!"
Lucifer shook his head. Shrike covered her ears.
"Damn, Ive wanted to do that for days," Spyder said.
Lucifer kicked his way through the rubble until he found what he was looking for. When he picked it up, Spyder recognized the knife the head Clerk had used to stab him.
"You asked for help and here it is," Lucifer said. "When troubled by a diseased sorceress like Madame Cinders, you need a miracle. Look to the saints for a cure. "
Lucifer took the knife and went to his curiosity cabinets.
"Come here, so I can give you something," he said. Spyder went to him. Lucifer made one quick slice and wrapped the prize in the scarlet kerchief before handing it to over. "Dont lose that. "
"I wont," said Spyder, finding himself suddenly able to be a little shocked again.
Shrike went to where the cage with the book had fallen over. The impact had turned the marble beneath it to powder and driven the book several feet into the floor.
"Any suggestions on how we can move this thing? Its a thousand pounds if its an ounce," she said.