Doctor Who: Timeless by Stephen Cole; Various

Author:Stephen Cole; Various
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Tags: Science-Fiction:Doctor Who
ISBN: 9780563486077
Publisher: Diamond Comic Distributors
Published: 2003-08-04T10:00:00+00:00

* * *

It had been a slow drag on the freeway down south. Now Basalt was swinging the Porsche round the last half‐dozen B-roads to reach the warehouse.

The sun was glowering through dark clouds as he pulled up at his offices, part of a long‐abandoned industrial unit that sat between the River Colne and an overgrown stretch of the Grand Union Canal. But it was a useful and isolated venue for conducting business. Chong’s rusting white van was already parked by the entrance.

The door was slightly ajar. Chong, perhaps bored with waiting, had broken into the building.

Basalt stormed up to the entrance and kicked the door wide open. The warehouse was dark and shadowy. ‘Chong.’ he called, hitting the lights. An age seemed to pass as they buzzed in the blackness, warming up. ‘Where are you?’

‘Basalt.’ It was Chong’s voice, hoarse and oddly muffled.

Then the lights snapped on at last.

Basalt blinked in disbelief.

Two men in ape suits stood about ten paces away, pointing guns at him, each sporting an old‐fashioned, braided military jacket. No. Those weren’t ape suits. He caught their animal stench, could see the dark intelligence in their bestial eyes. The apes were for real.

‘What in the name of Christ is this?’ Basalt nearly choked. ‘Chong?’

‘It’s not the work of your Mr Chong, I can assure you.’ The loud, authoritative voice rolled round the warehouse walls, and a well‐built man in a greatcoat stepped out from the shadows that cloaked the back of the building. He held Chong as easily as the freak girl held her little doll, twisting his arm up behind his back.

‘He broke in,’ gasped Chong, clearly in pain. ‘Says he’s taking over from here.’

The huge man laughed. ‘He’s right, I’m afraid. But please don’t shoot the messenger. That’s our job.’

Chong was thrown to the dusty floor. One of the apes turned and fired. Chong screamed as his knee was scattered bloodily over the grimy floor, stared in panic at the debris, and apparently fainted dead away.

‘By way of demonstration.’ The big man strolled towards Basalt. ‘I trust you appreciate now we mean serious business?’

Basalt pulled at his stiff shirt collar and glanced back at the master light switch. ‘And just what is your business, Mr…?’

‘My name is Sabbath. And please, don’t imagine that turning out the lights will help you escape. There’s the most atrocious stench about you, Mr Basalt. My apes will find and kill you just as easily in the dark.’

‘Is that so?’

‘Listen to me, Mr Basalt. You’re meeting shortly a man called Erasmus and his ward, a child named Chloe. Am I right?’

Basalt said nothing. Sabbath removed a pistol from a shoulder holster under his coat and took over‐elaborate aim at Basalt’s groin.

‘Tomorrow morning,’ he said.

Sabbath smiled. ‘I should very much like to attend.’

Basalt eyed him coldly. ‘Trying to take over what I’ve set up, is that it?’

‘My dear Mr Basalt,’ said Sabbath, ‘I’m not interested in taking over anything. As a business, I fear Timeless literally has nowhere to go.’

‘So why are you here?’

‘Simply to sequester its assets.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.