Today’s
excerpt is from Father Mulligan, Book #8 of the nine-book Asps Series. Some of the Asps, and some of their friends
making plans to track the man who tried to bring death to Jim’s doorstep. Enjoy and have a wonderful day.
m.j.
Bruce
got back on the speaker system to tell the other sixteen men to come
forward. He told them to bring their empty
weapons with them. As they started
forward, Boris asked, “What about Fugleman?
Want Drew and me to deal with him, Bruce?”
“No
thanks, Boris. We’ve got a pretty good
idea where he’s headed…but to be on the safe side, I’m about to dispatch some
of our people in the plane we still have here.
They can get to Billings
“Or,”
suggested Maggie, “if we shake a leg, we can land to get GPS devices aboard
before he gets there, so we can watch for our own selves.”
Bruce
chuckled, “You married well, Jack. Good
idea, Maggie…thanks. Bonnie can fly the
tracking plane…I’ll go, but will need someone with good legs.”
Wendy
joked, “I’ve been told mine are pretty nice…but not what you had in mind.”
Everyone
laughed, before Bruce looked at Ike.
“You can go on home to see your family for a change. Dusty, you up to it?”
“Yeah. I only lost a chunk of meat…hurts a bit, but
I’m more mobile than you, Bruce.”
Jack
sighed, “I’d go, but better stay here to tend to our walking wounded.”
Dan
offered, “Janet doesn’t need me to fly—I’ll go.”
Anson
nodded, “Yeah—me, too. Gives you two
more seats on Jan’s plane. Gonna be
enough to go with you, Bruce?”
“Yeah,
let’s get. Holly, you okay to take care
of things here?”
“Oh,
sure. Get outta here.”
Bruce
stood up, bent to kiss Holly on the check, then headed to the hangars, as
Bonnie—who had been on the veranda of the home she shared with Bruce, sniper
rifle at the ready—hurried to the hangars as well. Dan, Anson, and Dusty did the same from their
various places of concealment.
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