To: Rambi who wrote (8573 ) 3/6/1998 3:36:00 PM From: Jacques Chitte Read Replies (1) | Respond to
Bub snuck back into the house to retrieve his gear while Rambi, Vagina and Eemelda were having an animated conversation. From the fragments he'd picked up, Eemelda and Gregorio had worked out clear title to the Casa and its business interests, including Paratour. Gregorio had left the scene to go to the leech pit, where the Colombian visitor was being - persuaded - to void some of the more onerous contracts the late Juan had made. Eemelda (now attired in a smart khaki ensemble complete with pith helmet atop her raven hair) had big plans for Paratour. First thing she did was terminate the hive of weasels her dead ex had accreted - firing a friendly warning shot from her new Glock where emphasis seemed beneficial. There was enough money to replace the destroyed DC-3 with a couple of spiffy, modern turboprop puddle jumpers. Just the thing for swamp ecotourism. Nice woman, actually. She coulda been really mean to me after that shower deal. Oh wait. The leeches. Okay then, we're even, and then some.
