The Almost Last Roundup. John R. Erickson
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Название: The Almost Last Roundup
Автор: John R. Erickson
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Учебная литература
Серия: Hank the Cowdog
isbn: 9781591887652
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“I thought I heard someone scream.”
“Roger that. I heard it too, and we’ve got units checking it out, even as we squeak. What’s your name? We need a name to go with the face.”
“Which face?”
“The one you’re wearing.”
“Oh, that one.” He blinked his eyes and gazed around. “Well, I guess I’m Drover. I wasn’t sure at first, but I think I am.”
“I’ve heard that name before.”
“Yeah, I live here.”
“Ah! Now we’re getting somewhere. Your name must already be in our system, so form a line and pick up your uniform.” I narrowed my eyes and looked closer at him. “Did you say your name is Drover?”
He grinned and nodded. “Yeah. Hi.”
“Hello. We used to have a Drover on the staff and he drove me nuts. What are you, his cousin or something?”
“No, it was me all along. Sometimes they call me Rover, but it’s Drover with a D.”
“Drover with a D? Are you suggesting that I can’t smell your name? And speaking of smell…” I moved closer and checked him out with Sniffatory Scanners. “I’m picking up a strange odor. Explain.”
“Well, I rolled on a fresh cow pie.”
“Why would you do that?”
He grinned and shrugged. “I don’t know, it seemed like the right thing to do.”
“It was the wrong thing to do. You stink. You said Drover, right?”
“Yeah, with a D.”
“Please stop telling me how to spell your name. The point is that you’re Drover with a D. We’ve known each other for a long time, which makes me wonder…” I glanced around in a full circle. “Where are we?”
“In our bedroom, under the gas tanks.”
“Ah. That explains the deja voodoo, the feeling that I’ve been here before.”
“Yeah, about a million times. We were asleep and something woke us up.”
“I wasn’t asleep. Who can sleep on this ranch? Even so…what do you suppose woke us up?”
His eyes grew large. “It was some kind of scream.”
That word, “scream,” seemed to activate all my professional instincts, and I knew we had a serious problem on the ranch. Just how serious, I didn’t know. You don’t either, so you’d better keep reading.
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