Oh, yeah, this is it, people!! Exciting as it may have been (and hopefully was), everything up to now has been set up. There was no prologue, so Eddie and Vančura had to be introduced to us (yes, me, too) by the first part of the story. There had to be a sense of mystery and adventure (yes, because even I don’t know what’s next) before the real adventure began. And it began when an unnamed woman got arrested alongside Eddie and Vančura. With this installment, the story line takes a twist even Vančura didn’t see coming. (I didn’t either. What? Did you expect ME to know what’s going on?)
And with that to prime your readerly engines, I hope you enjoy this week’s installment of…
Chapter 7– part 3
Eddie was beginning to hate the drain pipe. Not that he had anything against corrugated steel in general, just this particular section of it. It was wet in some places, dry in others, and exceptionally cold in all of them. And his back was rapidly conforming to the shape of the pipe.
With a resigned sigh, he rolled over as far as the pipe would allow and studied the dim glow around his feet. The cop should be along soon to ‘collect’ him, as per the usual procedure. For a moment, Eddie wondered what vagary of fate made the officer turn up just then, regardless of how many times the ‘knothole’ rewound the days. Of course, ‘vagary’ wasn’t the word Eddie used; his synonym consisted of seven words that couldn’t be found in a dictionary.
He frowned; the cop was late now. The man always turned up before Eddie had a chance to collect his wits. Eddie squinted, examining said wits and came to the conclusion that they were well in hand. The cop was definitely late.
After a little thought, Eddie backed slowly out of the pipe. It was colder outside, but nothing he couldn’t handle. He glanced around, wondering what had changed up the course of events. Vančura was going to be furious; the man hated being in the dark. Fortunately, Eddie didn’t mind that at all. He’d spent most of the last four… eight… twelve… most of the days since he’d first gotten arrested with no idea what was going on.
A whistle from the embankment above shook him out of his thoughts. He turned with a half-vicious curse under his breath. His train of thought had been going somewhere serious and whoever had whistled had completely ruined it. A glance up the slope startled the anger away, however. The black and white of the cop car was easily visible in the morning light, but the officer was conspicuously missing.
There was someone leaning against the driver-side door, but the sun made it impossible for Eddie to make out a face. The voice, however, was completely unmistakable.
“Well, come on. I didn’t knock out this cop just for the fun of it. We’ve gotta be gone.”
Eddie stared, his brain skipping tracks faster than he could follow. Something was different, so much so that his thoughts had completely frozen over. Finally, one idea trickled out into the sunlight where he could see it. How had she known where the STAd had sent him?
It never occurred to Eddie that he was asking the wrong question.
End Chapter 7 – Part 3
Go to Chapter 8 – Part 1
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A new installment of“Twicebound” comes out every Saturday. Of course, that may be affected by my ability to outrun the carnivorous typewriters in the depths of the local antique shop. (no wonder there’s never anybody at the counter…)
The previous installments.
Chapter One: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Two: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Three: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Four: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Five: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Six: Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3
Chapter Seven: Part 1 – Part 2