Gene Drifters: The Clone Soldier Chronicles-Book III by Takemoto D.J

Author:Takemoto, D.J. [Takemoto, D.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-03-17T07:00:00+00:00

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“MICHAEL, I WISH TO THANK YOU FOR SAVING MY DAUGHTER IN #3; for your part in the successful rescue of both Roxanne and Gimlet.” Dorian was at Donner Pass, sitting in front of his music message code keyboard. He usually used the system to contact Michael Segev. It was really the safest way. He would use music as a code, masking the song as radio wave static. At the other end, a musical sound would be received and decoded.

Michael was in the sub-basement of an old Tokyo love hotel, decoding Dorian’s message, and answering by playing a harmonica. To any intruder, he looked like a homeless tunnel beggar, sitting next to a woman wearing a full face-covering black burka. The very expensive business suit he’d worn to retrieve the woman from Leo’s legal counselor, back at Narita, was neatly folded in a backpack at his feet.

“I am glad they are safe, Dorian. However, you know I cannot confirm being there. On another note, I have the formula we discussed. The package has been retrieved. It is half of the indicated code. Please stand by for transmittal.” Michael sent the toxic nutria-blend formula to Dorian by playing what sounded like a Sonny Boy Williamson.

“Your message is received Michael. I will send it to the lab immediately. You have a go-ahead for Max. Good Luck.”

“Luck is for gamblers, Dorian.” The signal terminated.

Someplace in a sub-basement, below a love hotel in Tokyo, a small bit-lighter clicked on, and a piece of white paper containing a toxic nutria-blend formula, burned to ashes. Unless someone, in some lab, someplace on the planet had memorized that formula, only the current batch of 12 bottles of poisoned rig-ryder nutria-blend remained. And soon, only the name would be changed to protect the innocent, and damage the guilty.

“I have to get back to #5. Proceed as planned, and then return to base.” Michael spoke to the burka-covered woman, the one with the piece of red and white polka dot cloth sticking out from the hem of her robe.

“Affirmative,” she replied. The woman then grabbed what appeared to be a full case of rig-ryder nutria-blend, stuffed the cans into her large brown beaded macramé purse, and climbed the stairs to the tunnel entrance. She walked off through the tunnel to catch the tram to Narita, hobbling to make herself appear as if she were much older. No one would ever guess she’d spent some hours in the air, sucking the private parts of Max Peabody, the chief legal counselor for Leo Songtain.

But, her assignment was not finished. Within the hour, Rachael Gefen, aka Honeybuns, was inflight on an Independent Domain of Israel government hoverjet, first, to visit a bank vault in Tokyo, then on her way home to her kibbutz. The case of toxic nutria-blend would end up at a Ben-Gurion University lab to be analyzed, slightly modified, and then relabeled from rig-ryder nutria-blend to CEO-special nutria-blend. That thought made Rachael Gefen smile for weeks.

Michael Segev watched his fellow spy

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