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[Sir Lanka Files 04] Shake and Rake
DaVic wondered what he should do.
Had the klaxon been an alarm? Were the Obnitorians under attack? And if yes, by whom? Could it be that RaBlu’s goons — — he was sure that it was RaBlu who had him tailed — — had found him somehow?
Salix had ordered him to stay here. But he hadn’t become Sir Lanka’s most successful — — “And only,” his inner voice interjected — — PI by sitting around. “Hah, you do that a lot anyway,” jeered his inner voice.
He ignored the jeering. If it was RaBlu’s thugs, it was better that he didn’t sit around waiting for them to find him.
DaVic dragged himself out of the bed … Bed? He paused and looked down at what he’d been lying in. It looked more like a large soil tank than a bed. He just hadn’t noticed amidst all that had been going on. What were they trying to do to him — — plant him?
He pushed that thought aside. He had no time for thoughts of soil beds right now. He had to find out what was going on.
The klaxon stopped abruptly. The silence was blessed. His eardrums were free of the assault of noise. But he still had no idea why the klaxon had sounded or why it stopped so abruptly.
The steam made it difficult to see where the entrances might be. There might have…
