Billionaire at Sea 2 by K. L. Middleton

Author:K. L. Middleton [Middleton, K. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1541090500
Amazon: B01MRXFPTM
Published: 2016-12-13T05:00:00+00:00

21

Reed

There were four of them in the parlor, each wearing garish clown masks and threatening us with AK-47s.

“What a fucking nightmare, huh?” murmured Thane, who sat next to me.

“No shit,” I said, thinking back to when the clowns had first boarded the ship.

“Excuse me!” called out Simon, raising his hand in the air. “I need to use the bathroom.”

“He probably needs another hit of coke,” I murmured.

Thane snorted. “No shit.”

“You just went an hour ago,” said one of the gunman, Chuckles.

Simon smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, sorry. I have a small bladder.”

“That’s not my problem. That’s yours. You can wait,” said Chuckles.

“No, I really can’t.” He stood up. “Tell you what, I’ll just piss over there, in that vase.”

“Sit down!” ordered Chuckles.

“What’s your problem, asshole? Do you not know who I am?” asked Simon, glaring at him.

“No. Why don’t you enlighten me, oh great and powerful ‘Oz’,” Chuckles said dryly.

“Very funny, Chuckles. The name is Simon Catterall,” he answered.

The clown stared at him. “Why didn’t you say so? Simon Catterall. Is it really the Simon Catterall?

“Yes. In the flesh,” replied Simon, rubbing his nose.

“Did you hear that?” Chuckles said loudly, turning toward his friends. “We have Simon Catterall on board. I had no idea this day was going to turn out to be such extraordinary day. Silly me… and I almost decided not to show up to work today.”

Simon’s eyes narrowed.

“I don’t know who you are and I don’t particularly care,” said Chuckles, turning back to face him. “But, you’re getting on my nerves so sit down and keep your mouth shut before you have a permanent hole there.”

“He’s Ransom’s drummer,” said one of the other clowns.

“Ransom’s drummer,” repeated Chuckles, sounding amused. “Tell me if I’m wrong, Teddy, but isn’t the name of Ransom’s band called ‘Ransom’?”

“Yes,” said the other clown. “I believe so.”

“I mean, it’s definitely not called Ransom and Simon. It’s not even called Ransom and Company. It’s just plain… Ransom. I’m pretty sure it’s that way because the rest of you cock-suckers can be replaced,” he said, waving his gun around. “But, not Ransom. He’s the voice and the face that people expect to see when they pay all of that money for a ticket. So you, Simon Catterall, should get over yourself. Hell, you’re not even worth collecting a ransom on.”

“Look who’s talking,” said Simon, losing his temper. “You sit there and criticize me and yet, here you are… standing around wearing a clown mask with your thumb up your ass, waiting for direction from somebody with authority. You’re just a bloody wanker with an itchy index finger, whereas I’m something you’ll never be. A celebrity.”

“You know, you’re right. And, like most musicians, you’ll probably be even more popular after you’re gone. By the way, you’re welcome.”

“For what?” asked Simon.

Chuckles pointed the rifle at him. “For immortalizing you.”

Before I knew what was happening, Simon was riddled with bullets and people were screaming.

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