| Author: | Bo Widerberg | ISBN: | 9781310721076 |
| Publisher: | Bo Widerberg | Publication: | June 15, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Bo Widerberg |
| ISBN: | 9781310721076 |
| Publisher: | Bo Widerberg |
| Publication: | June 15, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
After a heavy nights drinking, Carl Brady has a hard time getting out of bed. Count Salvador with a smile helps him out of the bed. You might need the girls remedy for the day after, he said, and told him just to brush his teethes, and come down for breakfast. The gang, la Dolce, Beatrice and Count Lou Drake are already there. Seeing how Carl is suffering, Beatrice makes him a concoction that sets him right. "Thank you for not killing me last night," said Carl. "But when I saw my dead brother Conrad at the police station, I sort of lost it. Did Conrad really make so much counterfeit money as the police said?" Count Drake looked at Carl for a while, and said. "What we heard, it was passed one million dollar." Now Carl wanted to be taken to his dead brothers home, and as la Dolce was the only one that knew the address, she and count Drake followed Carl. Up at his brothers home, Carl found all the books of magic Conrad had stolen from him. With a happy face he asked if he could invite all four to an early lunch. As this was accepted, the five went to the Grand, as they now had opened the veranda. While enjoying the lunch, count Salvador got a phone call. It was the agency that wanted to know if he could accept another assassination. But of course I accept, answered Salvador. And twenty minuted later a runner came with an envelope to Salvador. Opening it in front of his friend, and reading it before he told the other. We have been asked to assassinate not a person, but an entire organization. The agency wants us to kill for men, Nick Strong, is brother Phil, one Kent and also a George. All four are running a drug ring, and the government wants the company closed down. Our purse for this job is one million dollar. Wow said both la Dolce and Beatrice. Where should we start searching for them, asked Salvador. Down by the wharf, said both la Dolce and Carl at the same time. I can feel they are down there, said la Dolce no trouble about it. So can I, said Carl. They are in one of the storage sheds down by the wharf. The next day our five friends went down to the wharf and earned their million dollar.
After a heavy nights drinking, Carl Brady has a hard time getting out of bed. Count Salvador with a smile helps him out of the bed. You might need the girls remedy for the day after, he said, and told him just to brush his teethes, and come down for breakfast. The gang, la Dolce, Beatrice and Count Lou Drake are already there. Seeing how Carl is suffering, Beatrice makes him a concoction that sets him right. "Thank you for not killing me last night," said Carl. "But when I saw my dead brother Conrad at the police station, I sort of lost it. Did Conrad really make so much counterfeit money as the police said?" Count Drake looked at Carl for a while, and said. "What we heard, it was passed one million dollar." Now Carl wanted to be taken to his dead brothers home, and as la Dolce was the only one that knew the address, she and count Drake followed Carl. Up at his brothers home, Carl found all the books of magic Conrad had stolen from him. With a happy face he asked if he could invite all four to an early lunch. As this was accepted, the five went to the Grand, as they now had opened the veranda. While enjoying the lunch, count Salvador got a phone call. It was the agency that wanted to know if he could accept another assassination. But of course I accept, answered Salvador. And twenty minuted later a runner came with an envelope to Salvador. Opening it in front of his friend, and reading it before he told the other. We have been asked to assassinate not a person, but an entire organization. The agency wants us to kill for men, Nick Strong, is brother Phil, one Kent and also a George. All four are running a drug ring, and the government wants the company closed down. Our purse for this job is one million dollar. Wow said both la Dolce and Beatrice. Where should we start searching for them, asked Salvador. Down by the wharf, said both la Dolce and Carl at the same time. I can feel they are down there, said la Dolce no trouble about it. So can I, said Carl. They are in one of the storage sheds down by the wharf. The next day our five friends went down to the wharf and earned their million dollar.
