The Hidden Society by R. Chauncey

Author:R. Chauncey [Chauncey, R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FBI, Detective, Mystery, Hidden society, Corruption
Publisher: Apollo Publications
Published: 2017-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 32

January 9, 4:15 p.m.

A blast of cold air woke Larson.

He sat up and looked over the front seat for Marajo. She wasn’t there. The cold air came from the back. He turned around and saw Marajo mixing food in an electric skillet. Next to the skillet was a pot.

She looked up at him and said, “Good evening.”

“What’s that?” he asked, nodding at the pot.

“Coffee made the way the cowboys of old use to make. You know ground coffee in a pot of water, it except I used a battery powered electric pad to make it,” she said. “There’s powdered cream and sugar, too.”

“Good,” he said as he moved toward the door. He opened it and shuttered when the blast of cold air hit him in the face. He got out of the Highlander, closed the door, pulled his parka tight about himself, and walked to the tailgate. “You never really appreciate a warm home in the winter until you have to live outdoors.”

“You’ll get used to it,” she said as she turned the heating knob on the skillet to off.

“No, I won’t,” he disagreed, reaching for a mug. “I’ll adjust to it, but I won’t get used to it.” He looked up. “It’s still snowing.

“Have you adjusted?” she asked him.

“I don’t have much of a choice,” he said, ignoring the cold.

“Get some coffee in you,” she told him. “You’ll feel better.”

“Have you had coffee?” he asked her.

“Yes.”

“Do you feel better?” he asked her as he helped himself to coffee, cream, and sugar.

“I’m scared,” she said. “Get a plate. I’ll give you half of these eggs and bacon.”

“I didn’t know you had eggs and bacon,” he said, noticing the heavy snow falling.

“I bought some in Wichita before you showed up. Knew we’d be living outdoors for a while. I left them in the Highlander where they’d stay fresh in that red and white plastic container with ice packs in it.”

“I wondered what that red topped container held,” he said.

How’d you sleep?”

“Soundly,” he said. “I was really tired even though I slept on the train. How long did we sleep?”

“Close to ten hours,” she said. “We needed it, too.”

“If we want to get to where the Society keeps its information before their soldiers stop us, now would be good time to start going,” Larson said. “This storm should hide us while it last.”

Marajo looked up and said, “Not if they’re using satellites to track us. They have the ability to detect metal objects in a storm. They help rescuers rescue stranded motorists.”

“Think they are?” he asked, sipping his coffee and looking up at the sky. It was good and hot with just enough sugar and cream in it.

“Yes.”

“Think they know what this Highlander looks like?”

“Maybe may be not. But I figure they’ve been to my home in Westport and talked to some of my neighbors so yeah.

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