Barbaria heard ice clicking in a glass the squeak of a cheap folding lawn chair being opened. She heard the click of a Zippo lighter and found its glow in the fog. Being closer to the edge of the mound and nearer to the closest streetlight she could make out the shadowy figure of Tree sitting in the chair smoking and drinking. She almost demanded “Tree, where is Gunner and Bull?”
“Taking care of business, I believe.”
“I thought Blaire was their business. How are they going to get their union cards if they aren’t here for her crucifixion? What the hell is going on?”
“You’re in no position to be questioning me” Tree replied.
“Come on, Tree, we’ve been through a lot. Tell me what’s going on.”
“Barbaria, the judge is trying to pull a fast one and they just want to straighten things out.”
“God damn it, I knew it! I just…”
Tree bolted from his chair and stepped up to Barbaria. Angrily he hissed “Barb, shut the fuck up! Blaire already doubts she can make it to the morning. We’re working on the situation.
You work on keeping her positive. Do you understand me?”
“Yes” she whispered. Tree walked back to his chair and lit yet another cigarette before he sat down. A light breeze rolled up the mound and for a moment Barbaria could clearly see Tree and his chair. He sat down and tilted his head back to drain his glass. The chair groaned then suddenly rolled backwards. Barbaria watched Tree tumble down the side of the mound. When he stopped at the bottom he didn’t move. Barbaria called “Tree, are you alright?”
A few seconds later he groaned “Yeah I’m fine. The drink was empty and I didn’t lose my glass. Lost a cigarette, though…”
Back at the Tree estate Bull and Gunner used a pass key they bought (illegally) from RR Locksmith Enterprises (how did you think he gets cameras everywhere?) to enter the opulent guest house of Judge Admi and gain access to the master bedroom. When they entered the room the judge yelled “What the hell are you doing here?”
Bull and Gunner were speechless to the point that Gunner almost dropped his machine gun.
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Bull coughed and said “Judge, we need to talk, but I see you are… umm… busy. We can wait in the great room until you are…”
“Don’t leave me here” Ulrika, made up as Princess Leia, pleaded in a whisper but the judge waved them out of the room. As Gunner closed the door behind him he asked Bull “Is it a full moon???”
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...one must have fun occasionally...
I think deep carbon wheels have significantly increased the survival rates for squirrels diving in front of cyclists though.
They have a better chance of bounting of the side of the taller rim than the older shallow rims with taller spokes...
Otters are so cute! That is good to know I will be safe from wildlife during the World Cup!
