(eng) Mackey Chandler by Neither Here Nor There

Author:Neither Here Nor There [There, Neither Here Nor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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The next morning Jay had breakfast in a very pleasant little neighborhood café in northern Michigan. He took a short ride on his motorcycle to arrive there, just for the fun of it. They made blueberry pancakes made with tiny local wild berries, the sausage and scrambled eggs were generous and they served real maple syrup for an extra five dollars. After his third cup of coffee Jay felt ready to face the day. Money wasn't a concern now so he tipped very well. This sort of small ma and pa business could use it, Jay figured. He took his bike through to the Baja, just because he could, and rode along the coastal road a few miles.

The same stretch of Baja beach he'd visited before was still empty. There wasn't any easy path to the beach from the coastal road here, and there were rock facades it would be difficult to descend. Jay tossed one of the grenades off the top of the rocks, unsure how close was safe. It worked well, because when it went off below the pieces of shrapnel kicked up the sand and gave him a good idea how large an area it covered. He tossed three of them before he felt proficient, then out of curiosity he went down to the beach level through a window and tossed one into the surf, to see if they worked under water. It sure did.

Jay brought one of the rockets from his Canadian room, stenciled M136 on the tube. He'd looked up how to shoot one on the internet. It seemed a bit involved. You couldn't just flick a safety off and pull a trigger. He pulled a pin on the rear, slid the cover to pop the sights up. You had to cock a lever over in front and then hold a safety depressed while you pressed a button on the side to fire. Not something he'd want to have to do calmly as a tank was threatening him.

Jay put it over his shoulder, and aimed at the rock faces some distance away. The shot was pretty dramatic, he had to admit. It was loud and the impact blew a crater in the rock face that was easy to see, even a hundred meters or so away. He wasn't sure what to do with the empty tube. He took a window out further over the water and dumped it. The open cylinder would probably make some marine creature a nice shelter. Enough for today, he returned his bike to his room and went to mine.

He'd hardly made a dent in the gold seam he was working. He had a better power saw now, which helped, and he'd moved over and was taking a thinner section of the seam that was easier to remove. A couple hours of work yielded as much gold as he wanted to dump on his refiner right now. He really needed to find another refiner who could pay him cash without it getting seized.

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