First Job (Minimum Wage Sidekick Book 1) by Lucas Flint

Author:Lucas Flint
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Secret Identity Books
Published: 2017-08-05T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

After a quick break, Adams and I took the elevator down to Level Two. It was a quick ride, about as quick as the ride from the grocery store entrance to Level One, although I was so excited to see the Rubbermobile that it seemed to take much longer than that.

When the doors opened, I didn’t hesitate to dash out, even before Adams could leave. I came to an abrupt stop and eagerly looked around Level Two, trying to spot the Rubbermobile.

Level Two was really different from Level One. Although the metal paneling on the walls, floor, and ceiling was the same, the Level itself was laid out differently. Rather than being divided into multiple rooms, it was just one big chamber, with only a handful of doors to the left of us that appeared to lead to separate rooms, including one labeled ‘LAUNDRY.’ On the opposite side of the chamber was a huge, round door that looked like the exit, which was probably how the Rubbermobile got into the streets from the Cave. To the right was an elevated platform with a computer monitor, plus a wall covered with various tools for servicing cars. The entire chamber smelled somewhat like oil and rubber; it wasn’t an overpowering scent by any means, but it was still pretty obvious and impossible to ignore.

None of that mattered to me, however, because I immediately spotted the Rubbermobile, which was on the floor at the bottom of the chamber. I ran over to the railing and peered over it at the Rubbermobile below.

It was the coolest car I’d ever seen, much cooler than Dad’s car or even James’ car. It was long and sleek, looking like a tricked out racing car more than anything. It was incredibly shiny, reflecting the lights from above; in fact, I was pretty sure that I could see my reflection on its surface even from a distance. It had the same colors as Rubberman’s suit and had an awesome spoiler.

“There it is,” said Adams, who I hadn’t heard walk up to my side. “The Rubbermobile itself, custom-made according to Mr. Pullman’s specifications.”

I looked at Adams eagerly. “Can I drive it?”

“No,” said Adams. “Remember what I told you before?”

“Okay, but can I at least sit in it?” I said. I patted my suit. “I’m pretty clean, so I won’t dirty the seats or anything.”

“No,” said Adams. “Mr. Pullman was very clear that you are only allowed to look at the Rubbermobile and ask questions about it. You can’t even touch it.”

“Why?” I said. “Would that really hurt anything?”

“The Rubbermobile is the company car, essentially,” said Adams. “It is very expensive to maintain and cannot be easily replaced if it is wrecked or damaged. We wouldn’t even have it at all if Mr. Pullman didn’t need it; as it is, it is his most reliable form of long-term transportation and has been helpful in getting him to crime scenes in a reasonable amount of time.”

“Cool,” I said. “How fast does it go?”

“It can go up to two hundred miles per hour,” said Adams.

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