Afterlife? -No! Aftershock!
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Chapter Seventeen
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It had been a lucky coincidence. Larry had contacts in the police department of the East Side and he had decided to tap them on the subject of the man called 'Boromir'. At first, the police had shrugged and told him they had heard of no man with that name. Then, however, two officers had passed on their way to the cafeteria, not sparing him a glance. They were paid to not see any 'Gully Rats,' after all.
One of them said: '.hasn't turned up yet.'
'I'm not really surprised, you know.' The other answered, 'He has a sword. I bet he had something up his sleeve.'
At once, Larry tugged one of the men he had been speaking with out of his chair and ordered him to question the two officers about the man with the sword.
'I want to know his full name, where he was seen last, who saw him and when. D'you hear?' He hissed, shoving the man in the general direction of the cafeteria.
Fifteen minutes later, he knew all about Boromir's stay at the hospital and who had met him there. Two policemen of the Southern District, a doctor called Cooper and, most importantly for Larry, two residents of the East Side, a guy called Jonathan Foster and his daughter. Wasting no more time, Larry left the police station and typed in Foster's name in the board computer of his hovercar and the search programm revealed the man's address only seconds later.
Switching the hovercar into autopilot, he leant back in his seat and let the vehicle bring him to Mr. Foster's house. Using his wireless communication device, he called Peter and Conrad and ordered them to meet him just outside the house.
The three of them met in a side street only a short distance away from Foster's house and Larry briefed his two companions quickly on what was going on. He might have done so via phone, but he preferred the whispering, it was less liable of being taped.
They were just about to move in on Foster, when they noticed a police hovercar parking in front of the house and two policemen standing on the doorstep. One of the two was looking in their direction, just as Larry was about to step out of the shadows. At once, Larry froze; he hoped the man hadn't seen him. The man stared a moment longer, then he turned back round and Larry relaxed with a huge sigh of relief.
Foster finally opened his door, but he didn't invite the Policemen in. The three men exchanged a few words, then one of the policemen handed Foster his card before the two left. Briskly, the two strode to their vehicle and flew off, so the 'Gully Rats' could at last approach Foster.
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Chapter Seventeen
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It had been a lucky coincidence. Larry had contacts in the police department of the East Side and he had decided to tap them on the subject of the man called 'Boromir'. At first, the police had shrugged and told him they had heard of no man with that name. Then, however, two officers had passed on their way to the cafeteria, not sparing him a glance. They were paid to not see any 'Gully Rats,' after all.
One of them said: '.hasn't turned up yet.'
'I'm not really surprised, you know.' The other answered, 'He has a sword. I bet he had something up his sleeve.'
At once, Larry tugged one of the men he had been speaking with out of his chair and ordered him to question the two officers about the man with the sword.
'I want to know his full name, where he was seen last, who saw him and when. D'you hear?' He hissed, shoving the man in the general direction of the cafeteria.
Fifteen minutes later, he knew all about Boromir's stay at the hospital and who had met him there. Two policemen of the Southern District, a doctor called Cooper and, most importantly for Larry, two residents of the East Side, a guy called Jonathan Foster and his daughter. Wasting no more time, Larry left the police station and typed in Foster's name in the board computer of his hovercar and the search programm revealed the man's address only seconds later.
Switching the hovercar into autopilot, he leant back in his seat and let the vehicle bring him to Mr. Foster's house. Using his wireless communication device, he called Peter and Conrad and ordered them to meet him just outside the house.
The three of them met in a side street only a short distance away from Foster's house and Larry briefed his two companions quickly on what was going on. He might have done so via phone, but he preferred the whispering, it was less liable of being taped.
They were just about to move in on Foster, when they noticed a police hovercar parking in front of the house and two policemen standing on the doorstep. One of the two was looking in their direction, just as Larry was about to step out of the shadows. At once, Larry froze; he hoped the man hadn't seen him. The man stared a moment longer, then he turned back round and Larry relaxed with a huge sigh of relief.
Foster finally opened his door, but he didn't invite the Policemen in. The three men exchanged a few words, then one of the policemen handed Foster his card before the two left. Briskly, the two strode to their vehicle and flew off, so the 'Gully Rats' could at last approach Foster.