The SEALs wanted.
While Javier removed the chain from the bicycle taxi, the SEALs examined the sidecar. With the three of them, it would be crowded, especially since they were wearing body armor and had the machine guns and flamethrower, but it was decided Bull, being the lightest, should sit on Earl’s lap.
“Don’t get any ideas, Einstein.”
They climbed in and off they went.
The breeze generated by their descent down the hill thrilled Shelby, as did looking at Javier’s back muscles rippling as he pedaled. Bull seemed excited to be so close to Javier too. She rubbed his back a few times. But Earl, well, Earl, not being attracted to Javier, was in constant pain with Bull …show more content…
The huge rolling green property alongside the ocean was like a Shangri-La materializing out of the jungle. The palm trees along the golden sand bent in the breeze blowing in off the ocean. The breakers rolled in endlessly. And golfers were everywhere, riding their carts, hitting golf shots, making putts and having fun, oblivious to the suffering of the rest of the world. Yes, golfers were everywhere. Only where were Manuel and Senator Canfield? The SEALs strained their eyes. (Bull with the inferior new glasses wasn’t much help in that regard.) This was it. They had to find them. Everything was on the line.
Shelby told Javier and the rest of the cart pullers that this was good where they were, especially since a sign read FRUIT CARTS POSITIVELY NOT ALLOWED ON GOLF COURSE. The SEALs would have to advance on foot. Shelby thanked Javier and the sweaty shantytown youths for their service, gave them her address so they could write to collect the IOUs and told them to visit if they were ever in Kansas.
She jumped out of the fruit cart and made sure the safety was off on her machine gun. “The time has come,