Breaks of the Game Ch 1

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The old truck sits by the roadside, oil pouring out the bottom of the motor. Spade Davis lifts the hood, watching in dismay as steam and smoke poured out. He stares back down the road, “Well, that just about sunk the boat, I guess.” He opens the door, puts the transmission in neutral, cramps the wheels and pushes the old worn out truck down into the ditch. He grabs his sports bag with all his worldly belongings, kicks the old truck’s fender and starts walking. Spade Davis is a big man, six foot four, two hundred thirty pounds of solid muscle. Broad shoulders, square jawed with brown hair and blue eyes. As he sees himself, not handsome, but decent enough not to scare kids. Thirty-one years old, and out of the job he had held for nine years. His welding skills not needed bursa escort since robots could do it faster and cheaper. Or so they said. He smiles to himself as he walks. “Maybe they’re right, a damn robot doesn’t have to go piss and take breaks. Doesn’t ask for raises, doesn’t get in arguements and won’t get sick.” He picks up a rock and throws it out into the brush, “Fuck, I just fired myself, again. Hell, maybe I’ll go up in the mountains and be a damn hermit. All a hermit has to do is catch rabbits, jerk off and live in a frigging cave.” He turns and bows as a car flies by honking its horn. “Assholes, I hope they blowout both back tires. Wonder how far it is to the next town?” Another car goes by, this time the lady driving waves and her dog barks at him. bursa escort bayan He watches as the car turns into an entry gate to a field, stops and backs out, then comes back and stops. Looking in, Spade thinks to himself, “Shit just what I need, a damn trooper, and a woman to boot.” “Is that your truck in the ditch back there? ” asks the trooper. “Yea, it got tired, so I just left it there to rest. You happen to know how far it is to the next town, ma’am?” “Yes, and it’s further than you want to walk in this heat mister. You wanted by the law? I hope not, cause if you are, I’ll have to arrest you. I’m off duty and I’m damn tired. Toss your bag in back, and be careful you don’t hit my pooch. Climb in the front here, and I got a bottle of water you can escort bursa drink.” Spade opens the door and she stops him, “You have any weapons on you? How about if I want to frisk you?” Spade grins, “No, not at all, but I always like being frisked by a good looking woman.” “Get in here and buckle up, you silver tongued devil. My name is Nicole or Nikkie Largent, so no more ma’am, okay?” “Spade Davis here Nikkie. Thirty one years old, laid off welder and transient. Six foot four, two hundred thirty, brown hair and blue eyes. That’s me, in case you need to write that down.” Nikkie laughs, “Well, get your pencil and paper ready. I’m thirty eight, five foot nine, hundred fifty pounds, brown hair and brown eyes. Built like a truck, tough all the way down. I’m a Texas trooper in a plain unmarked, sneak up on you, kick your ass car. Now what else do you need to know?” Spade winks, “You forgot kick ass good lookin, too.” Nikkie turns her attention to the radio coming to life, the dispatcher says an Officer needs assistance.

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