Allegiance: A Jackson Quick Adventure by Tom Abrahams

Author:Tom Abrahams [Abrahams, Tom]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
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Publisher: Post Hill Press
Published: 2014-01-27T05:00:00+00:00

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The music on the radio has a catchy beat. I take a sip of the twenty ounce coffee and, for a minute, I’m on a mindless road trip in West Texas.

I’m on I-10 heading east, driving parallel to the Texas-Mexico border. At times, I’m just a few hundred feet from Mexico. I wonder if I’d be safer there, trying to survive the drug cartels.

“That was Dion’s ‘Donna The Prima Donna’,” the deejay chimes in at the end of the song. “A big hit for the crooner after he went solo. It reached number six on the charts in late 1963.”

The deejay is about to introduce the next song when the radio goes silent and my phone rings over the speakers. I press the answer button on the right side of the steering wheel.

“Hey, George.”

“I lost ‘em,” he proclaims. “I really lost ‘em!”

“Where are you?”

The GPS stuck to the dash tells me I’m cruising at 78 miles per hour. I should be at the observatory in a little more than two and a half hours.

“Monahans. Where you told me to go.”

“Why do you think you lost them?” I grab the coffee for another swig.

“Well,” he pauses, “here’s the thing. I took the exit for Monahans at the last second and looked for the streets you mentioned. This is not a big town. They didn’t follow me. They didn’t take the exit. I’ve been sitting in front of this restaurant, ‘El Chapito’, on South Stockton for twenty minutes and I haven’t seen them. I lost them.”

“Perfect. Get back on the interstate and drive the speed limit all the way to the observatory. Let me know when you get there.”

“All right,” he says, sounding relieved. “I’ll call you when I get there.”

“Sounds good.”

I hang up without telling him what he doesn’t want to hear. He didn’t lose the tail. They already know where he’s going. They have to know. The black suit who nearly killed me in the tunnel said they’d followed us to Rice. Dr. Aglo told me he was being harassed. They didn’t lose George. They’re letting him think they did.

Given how skittish George has been since the car accident, I don’t need him worrying more than he already is.

I hope they don’t get to him before I do…

I pick up my phone from the passenger seat and call him back.

“Hello?” George picks up on the second ring. “Jackson?”

“Yeah. Hey listen, on second thought, I don’t want you to get up to the observatory before me. We should arrive together.”

“Okaaaay,” he says apprehensively. He knows there’s something I’m not telling him.

“It’s safer if we go there together. We don’t know what kind of guy Ripley is. He’s been under stress. He could be armed for his own protection. We know his dad likes guns, right?”

“Yeah,” says George. “Okay. Where do you want to meet?”

“I-20 and I-10 meet at Texas highway 118. That’s where we both turn off to head to the observatory. From there it’s about a forty-five minute drive. When you get there, or near there, and find a good meeting place, call me.

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