I don't own CB char. This is part6. Sorry this is short too, but it was all
the time I had to write. Hope you like and I will write a longer chapter
for #7. Enjoy and please R&R.
THE BEGINNING OF A ENDING
The car was doing 100mphs easily, well over the speed limit. Vicious didn't care if there were people in the way or not. All he wanted was the special Red Eye, without he couldn't carry out his plans. He had to find this VT person and get that shipment. Vicious only hope that he wasn't to late and that VT was still there on Mars. He would be there within about three hours. "Go as fast as you can"
"Yes, sir," the driver replied and speed up more, trying to make up for lost time and trying not to anger Vicious any more then what he already was.
Vicious reach Mars within two hours and six minutes, a record time for a speed racer driver. He didn't waste anytime for the driver to up open the car door for him. "Wait here until I come back." Vicious angrily told the driver from his seat and he raced down the street toward the truck stops. Vicious didn't know what the truck that VT drove looked like or what she looked like for that fact. He plan to blend in with the shadows and talk to some people around there to see if they knew whom it was. Someone had to know, because Vicious remember something about a famous truck driver named V something. So this person had to be this VT person that Gren sold the Red Eye to.
"Excuse me sir, but would you know a certain VT?" Vicious asked one of the truckers in the truck stop.
"VT? Sure I do, she like only the greatest trucker to live!" The man replied. He looked like he was going to continue and it wouldn't be a short convo so Vicious cut the man short.
"Would you know where to find her?"
"Oh yes! She should be in the Seven Bar right about now. She always orders a pink clam drink. You can't miss her, she always with her cat and has bright blonde hair." The man cheerfully told Vicious the news that he needed.
"Thank you, sir." With that Vicious ran down the street to the Seven Bar and waited for this VT to show up. "It is so close, I know it is. I can taste it on my lips," Vicious thought as he went into the bar.
THE BEGINNING OF A ENDING
The car was doing 100mphs easily, well over the speed limit. Vicious didn't care if there were people in the way or not. All he wanted was the special Red Eye, without he couldn't carry out his plans. He had to find this VT person and get that shipment. Vicious only hope that he wasn't to late and that VT was still there on Mars. He would be there within about three hours. "Go as fast as you can"
"Yes, sir," the driver replied and speed up more, trying to make up for lost time and trying not to anger Vicious any more then what he already was.
Vicious reach Mars within two hours and six minutes, a record time for a speed racer driver. He didn't waste anytime for the driver to up open the car door for him. "Wait here until I come back." Vicious angrily told the driver from his seat and he raced down the street toward the truck stops. Vicious didn't know what the truck that VT drove looked like or what she looked like for that fact. He plan to blend in with the shadows and talk to some people around there to see if they knew whom it was. Someone had to know, because Vicious remember something about a famous truck driver named V something. So this person had to be this VT person that Gren sold the Red Eye to.
"Excuse me sir, but would you know a certain VT?" Vicious asked one of the truckers in the truck stop.
"VT? Sure I do, she like only the greatest trucker to live!" The man replied. He looked like he was going to continue and it wouldn't be a short convo so Vicious cut the man short.
"Would you know where to find her?"
"Oh yes! She should be in the Seven Bar right about now. She always orders a pink clam drink. You can't miss her, she always with her cat and has bright blonde hair." The man cheerfully told Vicious the news that he needed.
"Thank you, sir." With that Vicious ran down the street to the Seven Bar and waited for this VT to show up. "It is so close, I know it is. I can taste it on my lips," Vicious thought as he went into the bar.
