Tek Money by William Shatner

Author:William Shatner [Shatner, William]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Technothrillers, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Adventure, Thrillers
ISBN: 9781480464971
Amazon: B00NQKYBBK
Publisher: Open Road Media Sci-Fi & Fantasy
Published: 2014-11-11T00:00:00+00:00

25

GOMEZ CAME TO a sudden, rattling stop at what felt like the bottom of the dark ravine. Disentangling himself from a splash of spiky brush, he scrambled to his feet. Taking a deep breath, he tugged off his borrowed trousers, wadded them up and lobbed them off into the thick surrounding darkness. Actually, although he’d informed their captors otherwise, he was wearing his own clothes under the appropriated uniform.

Crouching low, he moved carefully to the left along the now level ground.

He glanced up behind him. Far off on the night trail the bunch that had Jake was moving on and away. The beams of the literods were pointing along the trail and not down into the dark ravine.

There was no sign of pursuit.

“Those pendejos must feel confident they can collect me at their leisure,” Gomez said to himself as he continued making his way through the tangle of foliage at the gorge bottom. “Still, it was worth making a try at escaping. And possibly the fabled Gomez cunning will help me elude them.”

He had a rough idea of the layout of the island and he knew the city of Horta ought to be only a few miles from here.

“If I can make it there, I ought to be able to get word to Bascom and get some troops in here to help me spring Jake from this band of cabróns.”

Unless the entire population of this small Portuguese island was in cahoots with the Office of Clandestine Operations.

“Nope, that’s not likely.”

He halted for a moment, listening. Birds were calling off in the sultry darkness. Gomez could hear brush rattling, leaves rustling.

“Apparently I woke up at least half the neighborhood fauna.”

He yanked off the uniform coat, wadded that and flung it to the right. Then Gomez continued on his way.

He was navigating by the stars and felt confident, well, fairly confident, that he was heading toward civilization.

“Or at least what passes for civilization in these parts.”

He traveled through the tropical night for another five minutes before he became aware of the new sounds behind him.

It was a steady thumping, mixed with the crackling of underbrush. Then, growing louder, came a thin humming noise.

Something was running down through the darkness, following his trail.

“Would that I’d been able to keep at least one weapon.” Gomez increased his pace, but didn’t break into a run yet.

The methodical thumping was getting closer, louder.

“Robot hunting dogs,” he guessed. “At least two of them.”

They had picked up his scent, then closed in on his aura. It was a good bet that they’d catch up with him before too long.

Even so, Gomez started to run.

“Cozy,” remarked Jake.

“Quite cozy indeed,” agreed Agent Helton. “And, considering we’re underground beneath a banana plantation, it’s a much nicer detention cell than you’ve any right to expect.”

The small room was laid out like a parlor, with comfortable black and white furniture, carpeting and drapery. The narrow viewindow showed a sundrenched stretch of the American Southwest.

“Why should this bastard be comfortable?” Almita had come into the cell with them and was leaning, arms folded under her breasts, against the wall.

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