Lost Valley: The Discovery by J.T. Cross

Author:J.T. Cross
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Victor felt himself pushed back into his seat as the limousine accelerated away from the house. The chauffeur wasted no time leaving the neighborhood, and soon they were on the freeway heading back to Washington International Airport and Valenkamp’s private Gulfstream.

Victor glanced at Valenkamp. He sat rigid, his jaw clenched, staring straight out the front windshield. Victor could sense an almost palpable anger emanating from the man. He had a suspicion that the meeting in the house had not gone as planned.

“Did everything go okay, Mr. Valenkamp?” he asked.

“Egghead professors thinking they have fifty percent coming to them, Native American Eskimos coming out my ass, and a fricking tree-hugging, habitat-protecting paleontologist—hell no, things didn’t go okay!”

Victor didn’t say a word in response, he knew better than to do that. He listened silently as Valenkamp continued to vent.

“Who the hell do they think they’re dealing with anyway? They’re the most imbecilic bunch of amateur...”

After his rant was over, there was no further talk as the chauffeur whisked them back to the airport. If they only knew who they were dealing with things would’ve gone differently, Victor thought.

Thirty minutes later, they arrived at the airport and the chauffeur pulled up the limousine to the private Northern Energies hangar.

“Meet me in the conference room,” Valenkamp said, as he got out.

Victor watched him storm across the tarmac, jog up the stairs, and disappear into the plane. He got out of the limousine slowly. His muscles ached as he had worked out exceptionally hard the night before. He went around to the rear of the limo. He knocked on the trunk and the chauffeur released the trunk latch. He watched it gently raise up.

Inside the trunk was a rifle and his semiautomatic Colt 45. He lifted them out and carried them into the plane. He stowed them in a locker just behind the cockpit then went back to the conference room located at the rear of the jet.

He ducked his head slightly and felt both of his heavily muscled shoulders brush against the sides of the doorway as he entered the small room. At six-foot, three inches and two hundred and fifty pounds, he always felt a bit cramped in the Gulfstream.

He knew Valenkamp enjoyed owning people. He also knew he was one of his most prized possessions, and that would continue to be fine as long as the money flowed.

He sat down at the conference table, opposite Valenkamp, and looked at him with his pale blue eyes and an expression he knew communicated no thoughts or intentions of his own.

“I assume you have some work for me,” he said, in a deep measured voice.

“That I do, Victor.” he said, with a self-satisfied look on his face. “The people I met with tonight, did you get a good look at them?”

“Yes. I saw them through the limo window several times. I took close-up pictures of them all.”

“Good, you may need to identify them quickly in the future.”

“That shouldn’t be a problem.”

“They’re going to be borrowing a helicopter from the corporation in a few days.

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.