Prehistoric Beasts And Where To Fight Them by Navikov Hugo

Author:Navikov, Hugo [Navikov, Hugo]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2016-10-30T16:00:00+00:00

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The ride in the Humvee was more comfortable than anything Sean had felt in years, of course. But the best part was spending time with Mickey Luch. They told stories—all of Sean’s were about prison life, but Mickey found it damned interesting, indeed—and the six hours to LAX went by faster to Sean than a jaunt across town. And McDonald’s, McDonald’s from the drive-thru. Kobe beef at the White House couldn’t have tasted better.

On the way, Mickey showed Sean the videos (on a passenger-side 15-inch screen, wow, this thing was “off the chain,” as Sean’s students used to say) of Bentneus’s broadcast and all the footage they had of Gigadon plus some featuring the guppy-size-in-comparison Megalodon. He couldn’t believe his eyes, but perhaps more visceral was that he couldn’t believe his back and his ass, the way they melted into the soft leather seats.

The Humvee belonged to Mickey, making Sean whistle because this was no secondhand automobile. “It’s part of Mister Bentneus’s compensation package. Like you, I get to do things I’d pay to do and cash the hell in!”

“It all seems too good to be true,” Sean said, enjoying the speed of the car and the smell of the air through his open window, like a dog sticking its head out the window of the family car. “All this and I get to see the dinosaurs.”

“Well, bud, it falls to me to give you the caveats and whatnot,” Mickey said, not without a certain note of regret in his voice. “Part of my job in exchange for such nice payment. Not the especially fun part.”

“Oh, hell,” Sean said with a laugh, but it fell away when he saw the real discomfort on Mickey’s face. “Is it that bad?”

Mickey just said, “Remember all those papers you signed?”

“Of course.”

“You notice how none of them was for your release from custody?”

He hadn’t. “I assumed that was in some of the documents somewhere. It was all about the billion dollars and payment, that was what I noticed most of all, right?” He tried a laugh again, but Mickey stayed as serious as a Baptist teacher at a high school dance. “Oh, God, tell me already.”

“You know all them palms Mister Bentneus greased to get you out of there?”

“Yeah … a million dollars’ worth.”

“Actually more, but forget about that. They got greased a couple of ways, man. First, they let you walk right out like you just did.”

“Right … what else could there be?”

“Well, Jake Bentneus is kind of an ‘all or nothing’ kind of guy. People do what he wants on his movie sets—back when he could direct them, you know what I mean—because if they screw up, if they bring him a coffee with two Equal instead of one, their ass is out the door along with a big black mark against their getting hired onto any other movies from that studio.”

“Shit.”

“Yeah, no kidding. That’s harsh. But I was instructed that I be the one to talk about the consequences of failure.”

Sean’s hands went ice-cold.

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