The Lady Takes It All Off by Gardner F. Fox

Author:Gardner F. Fox [Fox, Gardner F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sexpionage, hippies, Vintage Sleaze, Secret agent, Action Adventure, Erotica, femme fatale
Publisher: Gardner Francis Fox Library
Published: 2020-03-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

I waited in the woods for about half an hour, long enough to hear the scream of sirens and to tiptoe to the edge of the woods where I made out a lot of police cars and two ambulances.

Two ambulances?

I gulped. Jack would be needing an ambulance, maybe Bella would, too. And what of the others? If the mob had done that much damage to Tommy, Peg and Curt, the police had five of the would-be militant revolutionaries in its power. What of Ronnie? He still hadn’t shown. He might have been clubbed down, too.

The ambulance pulled away.

I waited, but there was no sign of Ronnie Morley. I gave a sigh of relief. At least he was in protective custody. I felt sure the judge would not put bail so high none of them could walk out of whatever jail it was they would be inhabiting. At least, they were all alive.

By back roads and by cutting across fields, I made it back to the marchers’ camp. I felt like the sole survivor of a battle. When I came within sight of the small fires, I remembered that the bomb I’d stolen from Bella’s shoulder bag was still in my Harrison. The sweat came out all over again.

What if Leila Parker searched my bag?

I kept to the darker shadows until I was close to the tent where Hank Doolin and Leila were listening for the sound of the bomb going off. It was way past the time for it to explode, so they must be aware that something had gone wrong. They would be suspicious of me. Leila might even be opening and examining my Harrison. When she did that, she would find the bomb and my Belgian Bulldog revolver.

They would kill me without any compunction.

I slithered like a shadow between the fires, moving toward the tent. I’d left my shoulder bag near Leila’s small bag, which was close to the tent entrance where Leila and Hank were waiting. I could hear their soft voices as I tip-toed nearer.

“ . . . must have happened by now.”

“Yeah, maybe sound doesn’t carry the way we think.”

“We’ll just have to wait.”

I knelt down, fumbled at my bag. I wrapped fingers around the bomb, eased it out. I caught hold of my revolver, tucked it into the band of my bell-bottoms I rose to my feet.

The voices were louder.

“ . . . gone wrong, I can feel it,” said Hank Doolin.

“Do you think they’ll talk?”

“Not Jack and Bella, nor Ronnie. I’m not so sure about the others. That girlfriend of Ronnie’s for instance.”

“Mmmmm, maybe. But I think she’s tougher than she looks. She won’t break so easily. You feel this way because she’s new, you don’t know her as well as you do the others.”

There was a little silence. I started to tiptoe away when they began talking again

Hank said, “We could use the money you said you could get us, Leila. How about it? The kids have run out of bread, even though they’ve been sharing it.

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