The Reacher Experiment: The Complete Series Books 1-9 by Jude Hardin

Author:Jude Hardin [Hardin, Jude]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-20T22:00:00+00:00

8

It had been years since Wahlman’s internal alarm clock had failed him, so it came as a complete shock when he opened his eyes and glanced over at the nightstand and saw that it was 8:57 in the morning.

He’d slept for about twelve hours.

He climbed out of bed and took a quick shower and headed over to the diner.

The breakfast crowd had come and gone, and he had the counter to himself again. The Waitress With No Name wasn’t there. Another young lady stepped over and asked him if he would like a cup of coffee. She was petite and perky with short blonde hair and eyes the shade of robins’ eggs.

The Waitress With No Name 2.

“Yes on the coffee,” Wahlman said, studying the laminated menu he’d picked up on the way in. “And let me get the number four breakfast platter, with a side of hash browns.”

“How do you want your eggs?”

“Fast. I’m meeting someone here in a little while, and—”

“I mean how do you want them cooked?” The Waitress With No Name 2 said, never cracking a smile.

“Scrambled will be fine,” Wahlman said. “And make the coffee a large, please.”

The Waitress With No Name 2 poured some coffee into a large paper cup and set it on the counter in front of Wahlman, and then she punched his breakfast order into the computer.

“Should be out in a few minutes,” she said.

“Thanks. I’m going to step outside and get a newspaper. I’ll be right back.”

Wahlman stepped outside and fed some coins into the machine and grabbed a paper from the top of the stack. As he was turning to head back into the diner, he saw the man he’d hired to give him a ride to Junction City.

The Boyfriend Of The Waitress with No Name stepped up onto the sidewalk. He was wearing the tan leather work boots again. They appeared to be dry now, but they were discolored up to the ankles.

Like Wahlman’s.

From sloshing around in the flooded house over on Sunset.

“You ready to go?” Boyfriend said.

“You’re early,” Wahlman said. “I was going to eat some breakfast.”

“We better get going. You wouldn’t want to miss your appointment.”

“Why would I miss it? Junction City’s only three hours from here.”

“You never know what traffic’s going to be like.”

Wahlman shrugged. “All right,” he said. “You mind if I eat in your truck?”

“Not at all.”

Wahlman walked inside and asked The Waitress With No Name 2 to change his order to a carryout, and a few minutes later he climbed into the truck with Boyfriend and munched on a strip of bacon as they made their way toward the interstate.

But Boyfriend didn’t take a left where he should have. He didn’t turn onto the road that led to the on-ramps. Instead, he kept going straight. Toward Fantasy.

“I think you should have turned back there,” Wahlman said.

Left-handed, and with lightning speed, like some kind of ambidextrous gunslinger from the old west, Boyfriend pulled a handgun out from the other side of the driver seat and aimed the barrel at Wahlman’s face.

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