A Dinosaur Is A Man's Best Friend: "A Lament for the Dead" (A Dinosaur Is A Man's Best Friend (A Serialized Novel), #6) E-Book

Wayne Kyle Spitzer

• Herausgeber: Wayne Kyle Spitzer
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

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Williams stared at him for what seemed a long time before finally appearing to relent. “Okay,” he said at last, and shrugged. “We’ll try to build a raft …” “Now you’re talking!” said Sammy. He shot a sidelong glance at Sheila. “He’s talking now, am I right?” Sheila began to nod and smile in a flood of relief. And then a gunshot rang out and everyone jumped—and when the smoke had cleared Williams was standing with his rifle raised, although he lowered it quickly to prevent further alarm. Sammy, meanwhile, lifted his wildly trembling gun hand and merely looked at it, for Williams had shot the weapon clean from his grasp. “I’m sorry, too,” said Williams. “Now here’s what I want you to do …”

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A Dinosaur is a Man’s Best Friend

by

Wayne Kyle Spitzer

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A Dinosaur Is A Man's Best Friend: "A Lament for the Dead" (A Dinosaur Is A Man's Best Friend (A Serialized Novel), #6)

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A new novel set in the Flashback universe

Copyright © 2018 Wayne Kyle Spitzer. All Rights Reserved. Published by Hobb’s End Books, a division of ACME Sprockets & Visions. Cover design Copyright © 2018 Wayne Kyle Spitzer. Please direct all inquiries to: [email protected]

Based upon “Flashback,” first published by Books in Motion/Classic Ventures, 1993. Reprinted by Hobb’s End Books, 2017.

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VI

As it turned out, therewas a road directly north at where Highway 28 bent east—a dirt road. It even had a couple crude signs, one of which read REDNECK HIGHWAY and the other BARLEY HOT SPRINGS: 22 MILES. Williams couldn’t figure it, even after consulting his maps; for one, there was the Santiago River, which stood between them and Barley and would need a bridge in order for the road to make any sense. But a bridge for a dirt road? It seemed unlikely.

“It does say Redneck Highway,” said Sheila. “Redneck Bridge is probably a plywood ramp propped up with cinderblocks.”

“Someone’s idea of a joke, maybe,” said Sammy, and stood up from where they’d all knelt around the map.

Williams remained crouched, squinting down the lane. “But look at it ... it runs just as straight as an arrow, and for a good distance, too. It’s not even wash-boarded.” He stood and peered down the state highway. “One thing’s for sure ... if we follow 28, it’s going to take us 2 to 3 times longer to get there.”

Peter stepped forward with a quizzical look on his face. “With all due respect, I’m not seeing what the hurry is, frankly. Last we heard the—the enemy, was in Billings. Isn’t that a good distance from here?”