Onlyafewcarsarianswereaboutonthequietstreetsatdusk.Likeajustreleasedwildhorse,thejet-bcksportscardashedaheadrecklessly.AtfirstEmmanuelfoundithardtotrolthiswildintractablehorse,buthequicklygotthehangofit,ascertaistruenatureandgraduallyuoodhowtotrolthispowerfulsportscar.Emmareatedthecitystreetslikearecreatioer,asiftheaRomanColiseum,wherethesveswrestledwithwildanimalshadmovedontothemoders.Havingnonotionoftrafficrulesorstreetsighelyzigzaggedthroughthetraffic,forciblyfapathforhimself,obliviousofalltheothercarsontheroad.Hespedon:runningredlights,passingonsolidyellow,madeu-turnswheneverhefeltlikeitanddroveonthewrongsideofone-waystreetsetc.Thoughhisdrivingskillsimprovedandhedidmaoavoidseveralhead-oncollisionsifjustbarely,hisadveheroadgaverisetotrafficjamsthatparalyzedcitystreets.Heforoningtruckthatwasdrivingatfullspeedtobrakesuddenlyandgivehimtherightofway,makingthemaddenedandinfuriatedtruckdriverstickhisheadoutthewindow,givehimthefingerandshoutobsitiesathim.“Fuckyou!Youdumbass,youwanttodie?Gotohell!”hescreamed.Emmanueldidn’tcareandtinuedpyinghiscargame,causingmayhemwhereverhewentandendlesshornsbstedinprotest.Soonshrillpolicesirenssoundedalroundhim,butthatonlyservedtoexciteandstimutehim.Heexertedhimself,usingallhisskilltooutmahepoliceblockadeandtinueddrivingatbreakneckspeed,leavingthehelplesspolithedust.Thepolifrustration,parkedtwopolicecarssidewaysacrossthestreet,hopingtoblockhim,buthemaodrivehisextremelyflexibleandmaneuverablesportstothesidewalksandslippedaway.Asthecarpoisedinmidair,thepoliceshotatthetires,hopingtostophismaddash,onlytofindthateveiresofthesportscarwerebulletproof,leavingthenonplussedpoliotknowingwhattodo.Onehair-raisingsariofollowedbyanother,causedthebeautifulpassehejet-bcksportscartoshriekinshodexcitement,feeliremelyarousedandstimuted,neverrealizialdangersuchactivitiescouldcausetoothersandtoherself.Emmanuelspedalongthefreeway,askingSalinawhowassittiohim,
“Whatdoyouthinkofmydrivingskills?Satisfied?”
“Goodjob.Goodjob”repliedSalina,givinghimathumbup.
Holdingupherbinocurs,CharinalookedtowardswhereahorsewasneighingshrillyandsawKingDimitriflyingtowardsher.Clutgthebinocursinonehand,shewavedathimwiththeother,butthoughthemoonwasinthesky,itwasafterallnighttime.AlroundherwasdarkandKingDimitrididohavediscoveredherpositiohetwotigerssawtheirmastersweepingpastintheair,theyjumpedforjoyandloudlyroaredtheirwele.Onhearingthem,KingDimitriquicklyturnedaroundandwavedhishandstowardstheruinsofthepacetoletthemknowheheardthemandthenmadeasignalforthemtobequiet.ThetigersimmediatelyceasedtheirnoiseandKingDimitriflewtowardsthegoldpaGiantMountain.Throughherbinocurs,CharirackofhiswhereaboutsandsawthemagichorseLightningfpitswingsmoreslowlyasitgraduallydecreaseditsspeedanddesdedfromtheheights.KingDimitriencircledthegoldpacethreetimesandfoundthattheareaaroundthepadthebarbarianencampmentwasquietay,withnotraanactivity.HekhenthatCharmaineainehadsucceededinleadingthebarbariantribesbacktotheirowndomain.WhatheneverdreamedofwasthatViohadcamebadwasatthatmomentsittingohroneofherbelovedgoldpaderingpeohersubjectsasallthebarbarianwarriorsaribesmenhaddisappeared.KingDimitrididnotlingerlongintheareabutdirectedLightningtowardstheGiantMountainswhichyhorizontallyonthehorizon.Heflewtowardsaerofthemountainandwaslostfromview.Charinastoodupandsearchedforhimalroundwithherbinocurs,buthehaddisappearedpletely.Sheuzzled.Hadtherodcliffshidhimfromsight?Whyhadhevaoaremoteerofthemountainandwasstayingthereforsolong?Whatcouldhebedoingthere?Allofasuddehshookwithahugerogmotionlikeahquake,whichforcedCharinatosinkbatothethrone.
Thepoliceofficerdroveslowlyontocitystreets.Hetookuphiswalkietalkieaedtohissuperiorsaying,
“Sir,Ijustgotoffthefreewayandambathecity.WhereshouldIstationmyself?”
“Verygood.Waitforhimexactlywhereyouare,justoffthefreeway.Keepyourmotorrunningbecausethecarthievesareontheirwaybacktothecity.Thatmanisnotonlyathief;heriskshislifeheedlessly,drivingatbreakneckspeedinthedarkwithoutanylightson.Ithiryingtoavoiddetebyourhelicopters.”
“Gosh”mutteredthepoli“Whatkindofguyisthisthattakessuchrisks?Drivingathighspeedinthedarkthewayhedoeswithoutlightsonissuicidal!”Turningtohiswalkietalkie,heasked,“Sir,areyousurehewillreturntoourcity?Hecoulddriveonfurthertoanycityalongthefreeway.”
“No”repliedhisdispatcher,“Wearesuretheywilleback.Wehavedetectedthattheyhavebeenstayingatthepresidentialsuitewitharooftopgardenohouseeo/hotel.Theyareevennowontheirwaybackaswespeak.Withthespeedheisdrivingtheyshouldbethereinacoupleofminutes.Wewillthencloseinonthem.”
“Good.Good”saidthepoliexcitedly.“Iamgettingimpatient.”Thevoiceattheotherendwassilentforafewseds.Thenittinued,
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