Chapter 9: Possible Rescue
(Please, if I offend anyone with this character, tell me how to change
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"G'Day mate," the man said as Grant shook his hand.
Lex stood behind him, and cautiously looked the man over. He was about six foot, with gray jeans, and a black shirt. He looked to be about forty years old, and had dark, gray eyes. "The name is Steven Turner, but since I have expertise in the study of the Tyrannosaurus, you can call me T-Rex Turner. Ah, and such a lovely young Sheila you got with you. Your daughter?" asked the man, looking over at Lex. "No, Hammond's granddaughter," Grant replied. Turner smiled and looked at her. "You coming with us?" he questioned her. She shakily nodded yes. Turner turned to Grant and motioned for him to come into his shop. Lex watched as they went into the building. .********************************************************************* Tim sat up, and looked into the jungle. He had heard the growling from earlier again, and was trying to find where the animals were. He was fearing now for Jessica, and hoping to God that they would make it through the perils that were still possibly ahead. Jessica, at this time, had fallen asleep, and Tim had lain down to comfort her, but had gotten up quickly with the low growls the forest emitted. Tim suddenly felt a sharp jerk, as something hit the boat. There was a large splash behind them as something decently big hit the water. Jessica sat up groggily. "What was that?" she wearily said. "Hold on to something; this won't be good," Tim said as he saw a long, slender, greenish-black form go under the boat. Lex didn't like this man, Turner, at all. He seemed very self centered, and questioned her a lot. They were as of now, making arrangements to take a boat to the island. Lex wondered how her grandfather ever came to befriend such a man, but somehow it had happened, and he was their best choice as of now. "So," Grant said, as he left the building," When do we leave?" Turner turned to him, and said, "Dr.Grant , we will leave tomorrow morning for Costa Rica, at 6 A.M." Turner turned and looked at Lex. "Better leave this Sheila at home. We wouldn't want her pretty little face to get scratched, now would we?" Lex muttered a curse under her breath, and, before turning to leave, gave Turner a quick gesture with her middle finger. Grant chuckled, and followed her. Turner gave a slight grin, and walked back into his shop. ********************************************************************* In his office, Turner dialed a number on his phone. A young woman's voice came over the speaker and said, "You have reached Biosyn Head Offices. This is Jenna speaking; how may I help you?" "Yes, please link me to your head director. Tell him 'Steven Turner' is on the phone." "One moment," the woman answered back. The annoying hold music played into Turner's ears, until, finally (Gosh, I hate that music!!!!!!!!!) the phone clicked, and a man's voice was heard. "Lewis Dodgeson speaking. What information do you have, Turner?" the man questioned. "Well, our team seems to have failed. I'm going in to 'save' the survivors with Dr. Alan Grant, and Hammond's granddaughter. If they do not have the embryos, I will go retrieve them." Dodgeson coughed, and then said, "Good, good. We need those at all costs. Get them, and you will receive a nice bonus." Turner smiled. "Consider it done," he said, and hung up the phone. ********************************************************************* The boat flipped sideways as the creature hit again. This time, it climbed out of the water, and breathed in fresh air. Tim looked at the dinosaur. It was as he had suspected. The dinosaur was a Dilophosaurs. It was about eight foot high, with a slender, green body, and a double crest on it's head. It had decently large incisors, and bright, yellow eyes. It shook itself dry, than made another leap, this time landing on the boat. It hissed and opened its leathery frill. The boat on that side began to tip again. The dinosaur slipped, and back into the water it went. The boat had tipped too far this time, and over it flipped, plunging Tim and Jessica into the cold water once again.
Lex stood behind him, and cautiously looked the man over. He was about six foot, with gray jeans, and a black shirt. He looked to be about forty years old, and had dark, gray eyes. "The name is Steven Turner, but since I have expertise in the study of the Tyrannosaurus, you can call me T-Rex Turner. Ah, and such a lovely young Sheila you got with you. Your daughter?" asked the man, looking over at Lex. "No, Hammond's granddaughter," Grant replied. Turner smiled and looked at her. "You coming with us?" he questioned her. She shakily nodded yes. Turner turned to Grant and motioned for him to come into his shop. Lex watched as they went into the building. .********************************************************************* Tim sat up, and looked into the jungle. He had heard the growling from earlier again, and was trying to find where the animals were. He was fearing now for Jessica, and hoping to God that they would make it through the perils that were still possibly ahead. Jessica, at this time, had fallen asleep, and Tim had lain down to comfort her, but had gotten up quickly with the low growls the forest emitted. Tim suddenly felt a sharp jerk, as something hit the boat. There was a large splash behind them as something decently big hit the water. Jessica sat up groggily. "What was that?" she wearily said. "Hold on to something; this won't be good," Tim said as he saw a long, slender, greenish-black form go under the boat. Lex didn't like this man, Turner, at all. He seemed very self centered, and questioned her a lot. They were as of now, making arrangements to take a boat to the island. Lex wondered how her grandfather ever came to befriend such a man, but somehow it had happened, and he was their best choice as of now. "So," Grant said, as he left the building," When do we leave?" Turner turned to him, and said, "Dr.Grant , we will leave tomorrow morning for Costa Rica, at 6 A.M." Turner turned and looked at Lex. "Better leave this Sheila at home. We wouldn't want her pretty little face to get scratched, now would we?" Lex muttered a curse under her breath, and, before turning to leave, gave Turner a quick gesture with her middle finger. Grant chuckled, and followed her. Turner gave a slight grin, and walked back into his shop. ********************************************************************* In his office, Turner dialed a number on his phone. A young woman's voice came over the speaker and said, "You have reached Biosyn Head Offices. This is Jenna speaking; how may I help you?" "Yes, please link me to your head director. Tell him 'Steven Turner' is on the phone." "One moment," the woman answered back. The annoying hold music played into Turner's ears, until, finally (Gosh, I hate that music!!!!!!!!!) the phone clicked, and a man's voice was heard. "Lewis Dodgeson speaking. What information do you have, Turner?" the man questioned. "Well, our team seems to have failed. I'm going in to 'save' the survivors with Dr. Alan Grant, and Hammond's granddaughter. If they do not have the embryos, I will go retrieve them." Dodgeson coughed, and then said, "Good, good. We need those at all costs. Get them, and you will receive a nice bonus." Turner smiled. "Consider it done," he said, and hung up the phone. ********************************************************************* The boat flipped sideways as the creature hit again. This time, it climbed out of the water, and breathed in fresh air. Tim looked at the dinosaur. It was as he had suspected. The dinosaur was a Dilophosaurs. It was about eight foot high, with a slender, green body, and a double crest on it's head. It had decently large incisors, and bright, yellow eyes. It shook itself dry, than made another leap, this time landing on the boat. It hissed and opened its leathery frill. The boat on that side began to tip again. The dinosaur slipped, and back into the water it went. The boat had tipped too far this time, and over it flipped, plunging Tim and Jessica into the cold water once again.