Plot Line by Alton Gansky

Author:Alton Gansky
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fanasy, sci fi action adventure thrillers, sci fantasy books
Publisher: Alton Gansky

Seven

The call had come at nine that evening. Ray was home alone, working on his novel.

“Ray,” the caller said. “Pack for three days. A car will be there in ten minutes. You know the rules.” The caller hung up.

Ray recognized Devlin’s voice immediately. “So much for writing.”. Powering down his computer, Ray gathered a few clothes, toiletries, a book, and the laptop computer Devlin had given him. True to Devlin’s word, a car pulled arrived out front. He phoned his wife. “Business calls, kiddo. I’ll be gone two or three days.” Nora didn’t ask where he was going. They’d been through this situation several times before, but he had never been gone for more than a day. She knew not to ask questions. This was part of the job that paid them so well.

A young man dressed in a sport coat, slacks and loafers helped Ray with his bag and then whisked him off to a small community airport in San Bernardino where a business jet awaited.

The Lear jet flew east and Ray tried to track his location by watching for landmarks that glowed eerily under a full, ivory moon. The task proved impossible. He recognized the occasional city, but had no way of knowing if his guesses were correct. The wide expanse of sulfur yellow lights he saw an hour after take off could be Phoenix but every thing else was too remote to identify. He did know they were over the great southwest desert. That much he could see out the small windows of the plane.

Ray settled in his seat and waited. He was alone in the passenger compartment. The Lear Jet could seat ten comfortably, making his isolation all the more real.

The jet landed at a small airfield with a single runway. Of the two crew who flew the plane, only one exited the cockpit. He opened the cabin door, removed Ray’s bag and computer and walked down the steps to the tarmac. Ray followed. As he stepped from the cabin, he was engulfed by the great blackness of a desert night. The smell of juniper and scrub oak filled the air. A stiff, warm, dry breeze blew from the south. A low set of mountains was to the west, awash in moonlight. Overhead the black inverted bowl of night sky was bejeweled with stars, dimmed only slightly by the moon.

“You look well,” a voice said. Ray turned and saw Devlin Chambers taking the bags from the co-pilot. “I trust your flight was a good one.”

“Quick and unexpected,” Ray said.

“Yes, I understand.” Devlin was dressed in a suit. There he stood, surrounded by desert darkness, on a deserted airstrip wearing a three-piece suit. Ray might have laughed if he hadn’t felt so adrift. “I hate doing business this way, Ray, but such is the nature of my work. Secrets piled upon secrets. I’m glad you’re here.”

“Just where is . . . here?” Ray watched as the co-pilot walked up the small stairs and disappeared into the Lear.

“We better step away.

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