| Author: | Silas K. Hocking | ISBN: | 1230001014877 |
| Publisher: | T.M. Digital Publishing | Publication: | March 31, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Silas K. Hocking |
| ISBN: | 1230001014877 |
| Publisher: | T.M. Digital Publishing |
| Publication: | March 31, 2016 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
This book is a gripping thriller with a strong moral bent that once you read, you may not be able to put it down until the very last page. The story is about Rufus Sterne. Down on his luck and having exhausted every option, he hatches a remarkable scheme that, if pulled off successfully, will solve all of his problems. But does Sterne have what it takes to pull off his plan?
CHAPTER I
A STRANGE COMPACT
"Well, of all the hare-brained proposals I ever listened to, this takes the bun"; and Felix Muller adjusted his pince-nez and lay back in his chair and laughed softly.
"But why hare-brained?" asked his companion, seriously. "Singular, I admit it may be; startling if you like, but I do not see that there is anything in it to laugh at."
"You don't?" and the lawyer's face became suddenly grave. "Do you realise what your proposal implies?"
"I think I do," and Rufus Sterne's face flushed slightly; "but you are thinking of a contingency that will never arise."
"Perhaps I am; but every contingency must be guarded against," and Felix Muller took off his glasses and wiped them meditatively. "You say you are confident of success, and I am bound to admit, from what I know of you and your scheme, I think your confidence is well founded. But you know as well as I do, that nothing is certain in this world but death."
"Well?"
"You may fail. Something may happen you cannot foresee."
"I grant it, as a remote—an exceedingly remote—possibility. But in such an event you will be covered by my life assurance policy."[Pg 8]
"But you may live for another fifty years."
Rufus Sterne shook his head and smiled gravely.
"If I fail," he said, "I shall have no further use for life. You need be under no apprehension on that score. The money for which my life is insured will be paid into your hands without any unnecessary delay. I know the company."
"But it would be a direct contravention of the law, and would entitle the company to refuse——"
"My dear sir," Sterne interrupted, sharply, "there are many roads into the land of oblivion. Exits can be arranged, if the parties so desire, in a perfectly natural manner. You need not fear that trouble will arise on that score."
"Nevertheless, I confess I do not like the proposal."
"You seem to have grown suddenly very squeamish," Sterne said, with a slight curl of the lip. "I have always understood that you set no particular value on human life. Indeed, I have heard you argue that a man's life is his own to do as he likes with—to continue it or end it, as seems good in his own eyes."
"I am still of the same opinion. No, I am no sentimentalist. The rubbish talked by parsons and so-called humanitarians makes me ill. All the same I would prefer that someone else——"
"There is no one else," Rufus Sterne broke in, irritably. "You are my last hope. A thousand pounds now will lead me on to fame and fortune. You have the money. You can lend it to me if you like, and for security I make you my sole legatee.
This book is a gripping thriller with a strong moral bent that once you read, you may not be able to put it down until the very last page. The story is about Rufus Sterne. Down on his luck and having exhausted every option, he hatches a remarkable scheme that, if pulled off successfully, will solve all of his problems. But does Sterne have what it takes to pull off his plan?
CHAPTER I
A STRANGE COMPACT
"Well, of all the hare-brained proposals I ever listened to, this takes the bun"; and Felix Muller adjusted his pince-nez and lay back in his chair and laughed softly.
"But why hare-brained?" asked his companion, seriously. "Singular, I admit it may be; startling if you like, but I do not see that there is anything in it to laugh at."
"You don't?" and the lawyer's face became suddenly grave. "Do you realise what your proposal implies?"
"I think I do," and Rufus Sterne's face flushed slightly; "but you are thinking of a contingency that will never arise."
"Perhaps I am; but every contingency must be guarded against," and Felix Muller took off his glasses and wiped them meditatively. "You say you are confident of success, and I am bound to admit, from what I know of you and your scheme, I think your confidence is well founded. But you know as well as I do, that nothing is certain in this world but death."
"Well?"
"You may fail. Something may happen you cannot foresee."
"I grant it, as a remote—an exceedingly remote—possibility. But in such an event you will be covered by my life assurance policy."[Pg 8]
"But you may live for another fifty years."
Rufus Sterne shook his head and smiled gravely.
"If I fail," he said, "I shall have no further use for life. You need be under no apprehension on that score. The money for which my life is insured will be paid into your hands without any unnecessary delay. I know the company."
"But it would be a direct contravention of the law, and would entitle the company to refuse——"
"My dear sir," Sterne interrupted, sharply, "there are many roads into the land of oblivion. Exits can be arranged, if the parties so desire, in a perfectly natural manner. You need not fear that trouble will arise on that score."
"Nevertheless, I confess I do not like the proposal."
"You seem to have grown suddenly very squeamish," Sterne said, with a slight curl of the lip. "I have always understood that you set no particular value on human life. Indeed, I have heard you argue that a man's life is his own to do as he likes with—to continue it or end it, as seems good in his own eyes."
"I am still of the same opinion. No, I am no sentimentalist. The rubbish talked by parsons and so-called humanitarians makes me ill. All the same I would prefer that someone else——"
"There is no one else," Rufus Sterne broke in, irritably. "You are my last hope. A thousand pounds now will lead me on to fame and fortune. You have the money. You can lend it to me if you like, and for security I make you my sole legatee.
