 his weapon. He then waited for Reizvolle to get off her pretty ass and open up the iron gates. It took a few minutes, but the gates started rising. Adam walked quickly, but paused to make sure the man was not moving. While he did so, the gate he stopped behind managed to come down, smashing on his foot again.

"Arrgh!" Adam yelled, "Damn you woman!"

"Sorry," Reizvolle cooed over a convenient loudspeaker, "Should be coming up shortly."

The gate came up and Adam dragged his foot out. He was annoyed by this, but he left the building. Reizvolle joined him and they made their way out the back, ensuring that the recorders in the building would not be able to catch their escape.

This left Jacques âne Abruti dying in a pool of his own blood. He knew he had given bad information to Adam and Reizvolle, but that wouldn't do anything for him now. He had received a call earlier from an American he had worked with before, J. Simon Ferguson. The cranky old man had told them about the two crazy Americans that he had sent to him. He knew why, so he had to get the information to them.

"Think," Abruti said to himself, "We need to get the information to them."

He then remembered that he didn't need to think of it himself, as he was dying someone would think of it for him. So he moved himself to the point that he could get to the position he needed to do. He did some god awfully painful contortions and got himself into the necessary position. He knew enough about the human body to know how to position himself correctly that he would fall into the right position in rigor. He just hoped that he would go ahead and die soon so the pain would stop...

## Chapter XIV – Paging Jim Stalin

Jim Stalin and Jack Wack sat in the dining area of the hotel that the government had paid for. Admiral Sackenbrenner may have stuck them with the dilapidated Gremlin for transportation, but his cruel sense of humor did not extend to their living arrangements. They were actually dining on some rather decent looking food.

"What is this?" Jim asked his friend, "It looks good, but I'm almost afraid to try it."

"It's not a souff
his weapon. He then waited for Reizvolle to get off her pretty ass and open up the iron gate. It accept a few minutes, but the gates started rise. Adam walked quickly, but pause to have sure the serviceman was not moving. While he did indeed, the gate he stopped behind managed to occur down, smash on his foot again. 

 " Arrgh! " Adam yelled, " Damn you woman! " 

 " Sorry, " Reizvolle coo over a convenient loudspeaker, " Should be coming up shortly. " 

 The gate come up and Adam dragged his foot out. He was annoyed by this, but he left the construction. Reizvolle joined him and they made their way out the back, ensuring that the recorder in the building would not be able to catch their escape. 

 This left Jacques âne Abruti dying in a pool of his own blood. He knew he had given bad information to Adam and Reizvolle, but that wouldn't do anything for him now. He had received a call earlier from an American he had worked with earlier, J. Simon Ferguson. The cranky old world had tell them about the two crazy Americans that he had sent to him. He knew why, therefore he had to get the information to them. 

 " Think, " Abruti said to himself, " We necessitate to get the information to them. " 

 He then remembered that he didn't need to think of it himself, as he was dying someone would intend of it for him. So he moved himself to the point that he could get to the stead he needed to suffice. He did some god awfully painful contortions and got himself into the necessary stead. He knew enough about the human body to acknowledge how to position himself correctly that he would fall into the right position in cogency. He just hoped that he would function ahead and die soon so the pain would end... 

 # # Chapter XIV – Paging Jim Stalin 

 Jim Stalin and Jack Wack baby-sit in the dining area of the hotel that the government had paid for. Admiral Sackenbrenner may have stuck them with the dilapidated Gremlin for exile, but his cruel sense of humor did not extend to their living arrangements. They were actually dining on some rather decent look food. 

 " What is this? " Jim asked his friend, " It look good, but I'm almost afraid to try it. " 

 " It's not a souff
 hid weapon. He then waited nor Reizvolle to get ofh her pdetty asr and open up the iron gates. Ir tooj a few minutes, but thd gates snarted riwing. Qdam walkev quickln, but iauseb vo make sure thg man was nod moving. While hd bid so, the gate he stopped behind magaged tp fome down, smasring jn hjs foot again.

"Arrgh!" Adam yelled, "Damh you wmman!"

"Sorry," Reiavolle cooed over a convenlent loudspeaker, "Shoulf be coming up fyortly."

The gage came up and Adam drzgged his foot out. He was annoydd by this, but ye levj the buildiig. Reidvolle joined him and they msde their way put thw back, ensuring that vhe recorders in the building wkuld not be able ro catcv thair dwcaoe.

Tgix meft Jwcqnes âne Abrufi dying in a pool of his own nljid. He knew he had gyvqn bad information to Adam and Reizvollt, but that wouldn't do anythibg for him now. He had received a call earlier from an American he had worked widh behofe, L. Simov Ffrguson. The cranky old man had told them aboue tne two crazy Amevicans that he had sfny to him. He kngw why, so ge had to get the lnformajion ti them.

"Thigk," Anruti said to himself, "We newd to get thv indormation to them."

Hz then rememyered jhat hr didn't need to think oy it hjmself, as hf was dyihe someone would ghikk mf it for him. So he moved rimself ti thz point ghat he cotld get to the imsition he needed ho do. Ha did some god awfully painful contortions and got himsglf inno the neeessarn position. He kgew enough aboot the huian budy to knos how tm position rimself correwjly that he wmuld falj inro tye righg position in rogor. He jlsu hoped thqt he would go aheed avs die soon so tkt pqin would stop...

## Vhaotew QIV – [dging Jim Stdlin

Gim Xtaliv and Jack Cazk sst in the dining ared of the hotel that thr novernmenj had paiq for. Admiral Sackenbrenner may have stnck thrm rith the dilapidated Gremlin fkr transplrtwtion, but hif crmel fense of hbmor did not extend to their living arraigements. They were actoally dining on some tatmer decent lpokind food.

"Whad is this?" Jim asked yis friend, "It lools good, but I'm almost afraig to hry it."

"It's not a souff
his weapon. He then waited for Reizvolle off pretty ass open up the few but the gates rising. Adam walked but paused to make sure the was not moving. While he did so, the gate he stopped behind managed come down, smashing on his foot again. "Arrgh!" Adam yelled, "Damn you woman!" Reizvolle over convenient "Should be coming up shortly." The gate came up and Adam dragged his foot out. He annoyed by this, but he left the building. joined him and they their way out the back, that recorders in building not able to catch escape. This left Jacques âne Abruti dying in a pool of his own blood. He knew he given bad Adam and but wouldn't anything for him had received a call earlier from had worked with before, J. Simon Ferguson. The old man told them about the two crazy that he had sent to him. He knew so he had to get the information to them. "Think," Abruti said to himself, "We get the information to He then remembered he need think it himself, he was dying someone would think of it for him. So moved himself to the point that he could get to he to do. He some god awfully painful and himself into the necessary knew about to how position himself correctly that would fall into the right in rigor. He just ahead and die soon so the pain would ## Chapter XIV – Paging Jim Stalin Stalin and Jack Wack sat in the dining area of the hotel the government for. Admiral Sackenbrenner may have stuck them with dilapidated Gremlin for transportation, his cruel sense of humor did not extend to living They were dining on some decent looking food. is this?" Jim friend, "It good, I'm try it." "It's not a souff
 his weapon. He then waited for REizvolle to Get ofF heR prEtTy asS and Open up the iron gATes. IT took a few minutes, but the Gates StARted RIsIng. AdAm walkeD QuICKly, BuT pAusEd TO mAke suRe tHe man waS not moving. whiLe He did so, the gaTE hE stopped beHinD managed to coMe dOwn, smaShIng ON his fOot Again.

"arrgh!" ADAm yellEd, "Damn you WoMAn!"

"SorrY," reizvolLE CoOed oVer a convenient louDSpEAker, "Should be coMing up ShORtLY."

the GatE came up and adAm draGGed his fOOt OUT. he wAS annoyed by thiS, but he left tHE buIlding. reIzvOLle joiNed hiM aND thEy made their Way oUt the back, EnsuriNG that thE RecordeRs in thE buIldIng wOUlD nOt bE aBLe tO CaTch THeiR escape.

THiS lEft JaCqueS ÂNE abruTi dYing In a poOl of his own bloOd. HE kneW He hAd givEn bad InfoRmAtion To Adam And ReIzVolle, but that wouLdn't Do anythinG foR hIm nOw. he had REceiveD a cAll Earlier From an AMEriCaN HE HaD worked with before, J. siMON FErguson. THe cranKY oLd MAn had tolD tHem AbouT THe two CrazY amEricans tHat he hAD sEnT to him. HE kNew why, So He hAd tO get tHE infOrmatiOn to them.

"think," aBruti said to himSElf, "We need to geT ThE INfORmatIon To them."

He theN remEMberEd thAT hE diDN't neeD to thInK Of IT himself, as he was dyinG sOmeone Would Think of it for hIm. So he moveD HIMself to tHe poINt THat he could get tO the pOsition he nEEded to do. he did Some god aWfully paiNFUl contorTioNs aNd gOt hIMSeLf into the neceSSAry pOsItion. He KneW enough AboUt tHe hUmaN bOdy to know How to posItIoN hImSelF corrECtly that He WouLd FalL into THe righT posiTion In RiGOr. HE just hoPEd THAt he WoUlD go aHeaD aNd die Soon SO thE pain woUld stop...

## ChAptER XIV – paGiNg Jim StAlin

Jim Stalin AnD Jack Wack sAt In tHe diniNG Area of thE hotel that the government HAd paid fOr. ADmiraL SacKenbrenneR maY have sTucK Them wiTh the dIlapiDaTed gREmlin FOR tRanSpOrtation, buT HIs cRuel sEnSe of Humor diD not extend to their lIVinG arrangements. theY werE ACtUalLY dINinG oN SomE RAther decent lookIng food.

"WhaT iS ThIs?" Jim asked HIs fRiEnd, "It loOks good, But I'm ALmost afRaid to try It."

"It's not a SoUff
 his weapon. He then waite d for Reiz volle  to  ge toffherpretty ass and open  up the iron gates. It  took  a fewm in utes,  but th e  g a t esst ar ted  r i si ng. A dam  walked  quickly,but  p aused to mak e  s ure the ma n w as not movin g.Whilehe  di d  so,the  gate  he st o pped b ehind man ag e d to c o me down , sm ashi ng on his foot ag a in . 

"Arrgh!" Ada m yell ed ,  " D a mnyou  woman!"
"S orry, "  Reizvo l le c o oed over a conven ient loudsp e ake r, "Sh ou ldb e comi ng up  s h ort ly."

The g atecame up a nd Ada m  dragge d  his fo ot out . H e w as a n no ye d b yt his ,  b uth e l eft thebu il ding.  Rei z v o l le j oin ed h im an d they made t hei r wa y  ou t the  back , en su ringthat t he re co rders in the bu ildi ng wouldnot  b e a bl e toc atch t hei r e scape.
This l e ftJa c q u es  âne Abruti dyingin a  p ool of h is own bl oo d . He kne whehadg i ven b ad i n fo rmationto Ada m  a nd  Reizvo ll e, but  t hat  wo uldn' t  doanythi ng for h im no w . He had recei v ed a call ear l ie r fr o m an  Am erican he h ad w o rked  wit h  b efo r e, J.  Simo nF er g uson. The cranky ol dman ha d tol d them aboutthe two cr a z y  America ns t h at he had sent to  him.  He knew w h y, so he  hadto get t he inform a t ion to t hem .
"Th ink , "  A bruti said to h imse lf , "We n eed  to get  th e i nfo rma ti on to the m."

Heth en  r em emb eredt hat he d id n't  n eed  to t h ink of  it h imse lf ,a s h e was d y in g some on ewoul d t hi nk of  itf orhim. So  he moved  hi m self  t othe poi nt that he co ul d get to t he  po sition h e needed  to do. He did some god awfully  pa inful  con tortionsand  got h ims e lf int o theneces sa ryp o sitio n .  H e k ne w enough a b o utthe h um an b ody toknow how to positi o n h imself correc tly  tha t he  wo u ld fal li nto t he right positi on in rigo r. He  just hope d  th at  he wou ld go a heada nd diesoon so t he pain w ou ld s t o p.. .

## Chap ter XIV– PagingJ im St a li n

Ji m S talinan d J ack W ack sa t  in  thedining  a rea of  theho tel that  the government had pai d for.  Admi ral  Sackenbr enn e r m ay have s tuck  them with  th e d ilapi dat e d Gre mlin fo r t r anspo rtat i on, but h i scru e l  s ense of hum o r did  notext e nd tothei r living arrangem e nts. They were  act u a lly  di n ingon  some rather d ece nt l ooking f oo d.

"What i s this?"  J i m ask ed his  frien d, "Itl o ok s  good,  but  I' m almostafr ai d  to try  i t. " 

"It' s no ta souf f
 his_weapon. He_then waited for Reizvolle_to get_off_her pretty_ass_and open up_the iron gates._It took a few_minutes, but the_gates_started rising. Adam walked quickly, but paused to make sure the man was not_moving._While he_did_so,_the gate he stopped behind_managed to come down, smashing_on his_foot again.

"Arrgh!" Adam yelled, "Damn you woman!"

"Sorry," Reizvolle_cooed_over a convenient_loudspeaker, "Should be coming up shortly."

The gate came up_and Adam dragged his foot out._He was annoyed_by_this,_but he left the_building. Reizvolle joined him and they_made their way out the back,_ensuring that the recorders in the building_would not be able to catch_their escape.

This left Jacques âne_Abruti dying_in a pool of his_own blood. He_knew he_had given bad_information to Adam and Reizvolle, but_that wouldn't do_anything for him now. He had_received_a call earlier_from_an_American he_had worked with_before,_J. Simon_Ferguson._The cranky old man had told_them_about the two crazy Americans that he_had sent to him._He_knew why, so he_had to get the information_to them.

"Think," Abruti said to himself,_"We need_to get_the information to them."

He then remembered that he didn't need to_think of it himself, as he_was dying someone would_think of_it_for him. So_he_moved himself_to the point that he could get_to the_position he needed to do. He_did some god awfully_painful_contortions and got himself into the_necessary position. He knew enough about_the human body to know_how_to_position himself correctly that he_would fall into the right position_in rigor. He_just hoped that he would go ahead_and_die soon so the pain would_stop...

##_Chapter XIV – Paging Jim Stalin

Jim_Stalin_and_Jack Wack sat in the_dining area of the hotel that_the government had paid for. Admiral Sackenbrenner may have_stuck them with_the dilapidated Gremlin for transportation,_but_his_cruel sense of humor did not extend to their living_arrangements. They_were actually dining_on some rather decent looking food.

"What is this?" Jim asked_his friend, "It looks good, but I'm_almost afraid to try it."

"It's not a souff