Destroyer 021 by Deadly Seeds

Author:Deadly Seeds
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

The last time Johnny Deuce had looked forward with anticipation to the six o'clock news had been when the

United States Senate was investigating organized crime and he'd had a chance to laugh at his old friends.

They had come on in a parade. People he had given advice to, people he had tried to

straighten out, but for all the new clothes and even though they didn't carry weapons

anymore and even though they had all wrapped themselves up in corporate blankets, they

still had the old Mustache Pete mentality. So they wound up providing six o'clock news

fodder for America while Johnny Deuce was home in his living room, trying to keep his

wife's hand away from him and laughing aloud.

But this time the news was no laughing matter, not because of what was on it but because

of what wasn't on it. There was a long glowing story of the Fielding demonstration in Ohio.

A made-up newcaster came on in a shot taken next to the freshly planted field and talked

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glowingly about the great benefits to mankind from the miracle grains. He was an Ohio-based newsman and in a

burst of parochial pride, he pointed out that today's planting had been a marked change from the one in the

Mojave that had been sullied by still-unexplained violence.

Johnny Deuce stopped listening when the newscaster began to blather about America living up to its

Mojave that had been sullied by still-unexplained violence.

Johnny Deuce stopped listening when the newscaster began to blather about America living up to its

responsibilities to provide sustenance for the world.

He heard the weather forecast call for bad weather and then he sat in his small room

thinking and it was only when the eleven o'clock news came on that he rose himself from his

reverie and focused his attention again on the screen.

But there was just the same newscast. No reports of violence, no reports of Fielding's

bodyguards being killed, and as he listened Johnny Deuce wasted no time coming to a

truthful conclusion. The three men who had been sent to do in the hard-faced white man and

the old Oriental were dead.

If they had succeeded, their work would have been on the news. That was the deductive

evidence; the inductive evidence was that they had not called and Johnny Deuce had told

them they had better call by seven p.m., no later, or they would have their balls filled with

sand.

He let the sound of the rest of the newscast drone on as he lapsed immediately back into

the rest state of the last five hours, sitting languidly while his brain whirred along,

formulating his plans, setting up his attack, and this time in his mind making sure it would

work.

He was satisfied and convinced and he snapped out

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of it just long enough to catch the end of the newscast. The weatherman was on. He was a thin man with a

mustache and a half-a-bag on. The forecast was still for rain.

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CHAPTER NINE

At the same time Johnny Deussio was thinking, Remo was bringing his mighty intellect to bear upon much the

same problem: killing.

Who could want Fielding's formula

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