Read Online Gray Panthers: Battle for Earth by David Guenther - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: David Guenther
Ads: Link
instantly."
Walking back to his cart, he saw the others had collected the original hapless assailant. One looked over at him and held up his hands in surrender. He then finished talking on his cell phone, before driving off.
A quick inspection showed where the cables had been unscrewed from their connectors on the electric motor. A few minutes later, Dan was driving home after reconnecting the cables, wondering how big a mess he was in now. The thought of a stiff drink and some ice for his sore knuckles, motivated him to drive faster. Parking a block from his house, walking slowly in the shadows as much as possible, he approached his house. He slowly entered through the side door of his garage , picking up a crow bar from the workbench. He slowly checked out each darkened room until he retrieved his old 9mm he had picked up during the Iran War. After ensuring the house was clear he grabbed a beer from the fridge. He collapsed into his ancient easy chair as he started to work on the beer while keeping alert for any intruders.
Surprise, Arizona
5 April 2126
The sun was not yet up as he heard the phone ringing.
"Mr. Daniels?" the voice on the other phone asked.
His reply of "Yes" was thinly veiled with venom as he saw it was five o'clock and caller ID was unknown.
"Sir, Mr. Goldstein would like to see you at your earliest convenience." The voice was a woman's, and sounded like she was more used to giving orders than asking for anything.
"And which Mr. Goldstein would that be? The one whose life I saved? Or the one that bought me a drink? I doubt it was the one that tried to have me killed yesterday."
A sharp intake of breath over the phone was the desired response as the woman identified herself as Mrs. Goldstein, Siggys wife. "Can you please come to our home as soon as possible? I will send a sedan, if it's all right with you. We can all have breakfast."
Dan started to reply when he heard a car door slam, "I guess the car will be waiting for me?" Dan asked as he saw a black sedan in front of his house.
"Yes Mr. Daniels, the sedan should be there waiting for you."
Dan pulled on a pair of clean blue jeans and a loud oversized Hawaiian shirt that concealed the 9 mm he stuck into the back of his pants as he pulled on his socks and a comfortable pair of cowboy boots. He then slid his boot knife into the boot.
Walking to the car, Dan noticed that the driver was one of his attackers from the day before, the same one who had held up his hands as a sign of surrender.
"Don't bother to open any doors for me; I'll sit up front with you, shotgun style,” Dan stated flatly, as he got in. "I've seen too many movies where bad things happen to the guy in the back of these things, especially when they have those glass shields."
The driver did not say a word and Dan was not in the mood for small talk. The drive to Anthem in the hills outside of Phoenix was quiet except for a classic rock station Dan tuned the radio to. The driver called to announce their arrival as they pulled up to the home. The guards opened up the gate after giving the sedan a thorough look over.
Relief flooded through Dan as he saw Siggy standing in the doorway of the mansion waiting and not a goon squad from Siggy’s son. "Well I guess you're doing better today," Dan noted as Siggy went down the steps two at a time, nearly running to shake Dan's hand, and give him a hug.
"Danny we have things we need to talk about," Siggy gushed as he directed Dan through the house. "That magical elixir of yours definitely took me down the rabbit's hole. That will make us the richest men in the world."
"That juice is not for sale Siggy. I gave it to you so you will know I'm not nuts. I have serious need of your talents, not one of your partners or one of your sons, especially the one that tried to have me killed."
"Don't worry about my son, Dan. He is on his way to South Africa at this moment where I have tasked him to
Walking back to his cart, he saw the others had collected the original hapless assailant. One looked over at him and held up his hands in surrender. He then finished talking on his cell phone, before driving off.
A quick inspection showed where the cables had been unscrewed from their connectors on the electric motor. A few minutes later, Dan was driving home after reconnecting the cables, wondering how big a mess he was in now. The thought of a stiff drink and some ice for his sore knuckles, motivated him to drive faster. Parking a block from his house, walking slowly in the shadows as much as possible, he approached his house. He slowly entered through the side door of his garage , picking up a crow bar from the workbench. He slowly checked out each darkened room until he retrieved his old 9mm he had picked up during the Iran War. After ensuring the house was clear he grabbed a beer from the fridge. He collapsed into his ancient easy chair as he started to work on the beer while keeping alert for any intruders.
Surprise, Arizona
5 April 2126
The sun was not yet up as he heard the phone ringing.
"Mr. Daniels?" the voice on the other phone asked.
His reply of "Yes" was thinly veiled with venom as he saw it was five o'clock and caller ID was unknown.
"Sir, Mr. Goldstein would like to see you at your earliest convenience." The voice was a woman's, and sounded like she was more used to giving orders than asking for anything.
"And which Mr. Goldstein would that be? The one whose life I saved? Or the one that bought me a drink? I doubt it was the one that tried to have me killed yesterday."
A sharp intake of breath over the phone was the desired response as the woman identified herself as Mrs. Goldstein, Siggys wife. "Can you please come to our home as soon as possible? I will send a sedan, if it's all right with you. We can all have breakfast."
Dan started to reply when he heard a car door slam, "I guess the car will be waiting for me?" Dan asked as he saw a black sedan in front of his house.
"Yes Mr. Daniels, the sedan should be there waiting for you."
Dan pulled on a pair of clean blue jeans and a loud oversized Hawaiian shirt that concealed the 9 mm he stuck into the back of his pants as he pulled on his socks and a comfortable pair of cowboy boots. He then slid his boot knife into the boot.
Walking to the car, Dan noticed that the driver was one of his attackers from the day before, the same one who had held up his hands as a sign of surrender.
"Don't bother to open any doors for me; I'll sit up front with you, shotgun style,” Dan stated flatly, as he got in. "I've seen too many movies where bad things happen to the guy in the back of these things, especially when they have those glass shields."
The driver did not say a word and Dan was not in the mood for small talk. The drive to Anthem in the hills outside of Phoenix was quiet except for a classic rock station Dan tuned the radio to. The driver called to announce their arrival as they pulled up to the home. The guards opened up the gate after giving the sedan a thorough look over.
Relief flooded through Dan as he saw Siggy standing in the doorway of the mansion waiting and not a goon squad from Siggy’s son. "Well I guess you're doing better today," Dan noted as Siggy went down the steps two at a time, nearly running to shake Dan's hand, and give him a hug.
"Danny we have things we need to talk about," Siggy gushed as he directed Dan through the house. "That magical elixir of yours definitely took me down the rabbit's hole. That will make us the richest men in the world."
"That juice is not for sale Siggy. I gave it to you so you will know I'm not nuts. I have serious need of your talents, not one of your partners or one of your sons, especially the one that tried to have me killed."
"Don't worry about my son, Dan. He is on his way to South Africa at this moment where I have tasked him to
Similar Books
