Indiana Jones and the Gold of El Dorado by Wolfgang Hohlbein

Author:Wolfgang Hohlbein [Hohlbein, Wolfgang]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Action & Adventure, General, Indiana Jones, Fiction, Action, Adventure, Media Tie-In
Amazon: 3442131944
Publisher: Goldmann
Published: 1990-05-27T05:00:00+00:00

He probably wasn’t unconscious for very long, because the next thing he noticed was the white light of a lamp coming through his closed eyelids, excited voices and the echoes of isolated gunshots and screams.

For a moment he almost wished he had remained unconscious. His face felt numb and swollen, and his left arm was throbbing with unbearable pain. He also felt someone caress his face gently with their fingertips. He finally lifted one of his eyelids, and the light from the flashlight shot like a blinding pain arrow into his brain.

Indiana groaned as he laboriously lifted his uninjured right arm to push the flashlight aside and realized a second too late that he was not so inviolate — Marian’s knife-blade had left a painful gash in the palm of his right hand, which began to bleed immediately with the movement. Groaning, he lowered his hand again.

“Don’t move, Dr. Jones,” said a voice.

Indiana blinked, slowly moving his head and opening his eyes, as the glare from the flashlight had been moved and was no longer blinding him. Someone was next to him, trying to cradle him and wrap a torn strip of his own shirt around the bleeding wound on his arm. Reuben was on his knees on the opposite side, waving a flashlight and looking at him with a mixture of relief, reproach, and anger.

“Actually, this is probably a stupid question,” Reuben said. “But how do you feel?”

“Fantastic,” murmured Indiana sarcastically. “What happened? Where are Marian and Ramos?”

Reuben ignored his question. “I honestly don’t know what impresses me more, Jones,” he said, the wrath no longer in his voice, “your courage — or your stupidity.”

“What happened?” asked Indiana again. He tried to sit up. He made it, but it hurt a lot. And the man who was bandaging his arm threw him a reproachful look.

“What the hell made you play hero?” asked Reuben angrily. “I hope you realize now that you could just as well be dead?”

Indiana took the precaution not to answer. Reuben stared piercingly at him for several seconds, before resigning the argument. He continued a bit calmer, but still clearly annoyed. “We do not appreciate you interfering in FBI business, Dr. henry Jones. We may have asked for your help, but that doesn’t mean you can run around like a cowboy at every opportunity. Why didn’t you tell us you found a clue?”

Indiana looked at him questioningly, and saw the somber expression on Reuben’s face.

“We talked with Dr. Benson, Jones. So there is very little point in denying anything.”

“Did I deny anything?”

“So what are you doing here?” Reuben made an expansive gesture. “You wanted to rush Ramos’ fortress all alone? Damn, I told you we would find Marian Corda and your friend.”

“How could I know?”

“You should just listen to me,” Reuben spat back angrily.

Indiana looked at him with growing confusion. Not only was he physically miserable, he had a growing feeling he had behaved very rashly.

“Why haven’t you asked how we got here so quickly?” said Reuben.

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