Alan Dean Foster - Slipt by Slipt

Author:Slipt [Slipt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

"The old man's standing in front of a Whiting Bros, station, trying to hitch a ride. I don't know where he was hid out, but it's him for sure. You want us to move in and pick him up?"

"You don't just pick this old man up," said the voice. "Where is he? Out on First Street?"

"Yeah. Hell, there's not enough traffic to make it risky. We can take him."

"It only takes one bystander who wants to play hero to mess things up, Stroud. Like those jerks in the motel. Besides, we handle this guy real easy, remember?"

"Shee-it, Masterson, somebody else going to get the glory for our work?"

"Alicia, you there?"

The woman took the CB unit from her companion, glared at him. He made a face, turned to look back through the binoculars.

"Masterson, Alicia here. We'll do what you say, but I for one don't buy any of the crap Houston handed us about this old boy. He's standing out there freezing his ass off just like anybody else."

"Just follow your orders, Alicia. Keep him in sight. I'm sending a pick-up team back after him right now. They'll be there in five minutes. They'll pull into the station, make like they're buying gas, and then they'll take him. You'll get your money, don't worry."

"I wasn't." She stuck the CB back inside the car, leaned close to her husband. "You shouldn't hassle somebody like Masterson, honey. We'll get our due, don't worry."

"Damn asshole thinks he knows everything," the man muttered, his eyes glued to the binocs.

North of the central city a blue and white van sat parked in the shopping center lot. Inside, the man named Masterson put down a CB speaker and dialed a number on the van telephone. The phone rang a long time but he didn't hang up. It was early in the morning.

Finally there was an acknowledging click at the other end.

"Benjamin Huddy?"

"Yeah. That you again, Masterson?"

"It's me. We've found him again."

"So soon? Well, that's something. I thought when you'd blown it at the motel we'd have to start scouring bus stations again."

Masteron ignored the criticism. "He's standing outside, trying to get a lift. I don't know where he was hiding when we searched the motel, but that doesn't matter now. Point is we've got him under surveillance." He glanced at his watch. "My people are moving in right now. We'll have him in ten minutes." He hesitated. "I don't think I told you about the trouble we had at the motel. You ought to know, I guess."

"AH you told me earlier was that you'd busted into his room and he wasn't there. What kind of trouble?"

"A couple of my people got overanxious. They didn't use good judgment. They were nervous anyway, you know. All the stories about this guy that have been making the rounds. Anyway, we've got a couple of dead bystanders on our hands and—"

"Dead!" Huddy's exasperation exceeded his anger. "What do you mean, dead? Christ, you damn Texans!"

"Take it easy, Mr. Huddy. What do

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