| Subject: An old foe... |
Author:
Drake McClellan
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Date Posted: 15:32:06 04/07/02 Sun
In reply to:
Shinto Keshan
's message, "Re: Tell him this" on 05:37:54 04/07/02 Sun
Drake wasn't EXACTLY sure why Shinto had punched the unsuspecting Wuth in the face, though something about him shooting Shayla had filtered in when she had lifted her shirt for all to see. Suddenly it all clicked together, Ex-boyfriend and girlfriend. Some other questions such as , why did he shoot her, when did it happenned began to line up as complete thoughts in his head but he figured to keep his mouth shut and listen.
A moment later wuth shifted slightly and hefted his half loaded Colt .45 from his hip holster, slowly passing it back from one hand to the other. He watched the other uneasily, Wuth's slow recovery from the tranquilizer dart and trying to keep himself calm even though Shinto had just punched him. Shayla trying to seem disinterested in the entire affair though she seemed in deep thought. A loud blip sounded from Drake's pocket. He had forgotten all about his palmcomputer that was especially designed for all bounty hunter reports. Slipping the small computer from his right pants pocket he flipped through different profiles then stopped staring wide eyed at the noteputer.
" Lo Dratonian, a major city bomber who had been believed to be dead, has been seen as head of a Yukuza Chinese mob clan. " the computer monotonely read aloud with it's small speakers. Drake read further on where Lo was last seen and then the bouny, 5,000,000 woolongs. It seemed that when Drake examined where Lo was last seen, it was an adress that he recognized, Lo was in that very same city.
"WHY THAT BASTARD!" Drake yelled aloud to no one attracting Shayla, Shinto's, and Wuth's attention. Drake rose shakily to his legs, and said immediately " Take me to my zipcraft, I got a score to settle."
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