Fidel
Rigby Taylor
Language: English
Pages: 252
ISBN: 1533036837
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Fidel is on the run when religious fundamentalists take over the state. He falls foul of the government and during a series of adventures and horrifying experiences, joins forces with Robert and Bart, Peter and Jon, Sebastian and Jarek, Mortaumal and Zadig.
Fidel is a prequel to NumbaCruncha, and a sequel to my five other novels—Rough Justice, Dome of Death, Sebastian, Jarek and Mortaumal.
you’ve got Robert to warm your feet on. I have to do press-ups till I'm warm enough to jump into bed.’ ‘You'll have to find yourself a boyfriend.’ Yeah…know anyone who wants an ignorant adolescent?’ ‘There’s a fat old man in the apartment across from us who looks desperate.’ ‘He’d have to be.’ ‘Fidel, you are slim, fit, good looking, and becoming sexier by the minute. One day someone will snap you up.’ ‘Yeah right. Meanwhile, I need some advice.’ Fidel sounded diffident. ‘I finish high
covered the screen. ‘You have a potent brew, Arnold. Let’s ramp up the magnification.’ As the objects grew ever larger, so did the wonderment of the observers when they realised the cute little wriggling sperms that had seemed so inoffensive at first, in reality had scales, legs, claws, snouts and teeth. Sharp little teeth with which they were snapping and chewing at each other. ‘Take careful note boys and girls,’ the doctor warned with a waggling finger. ‘If you permit Arnold to inject this
He paused and looked around. A chorus of, ‘My lips are sealed. It’ll go no further. Your secrets are safe with me’ and other banal phrases were uttered with such sincerity Sebastian’s concerns evaporated. He nodded acceptance and turned to Jarek. ‘Do you want to tell them?’ ‘No. I’ll get bogged down in minutiae.’ ‘Right. Not long after Jarek and I met, my father gathered some super intelligent minds and started an institute to see if it was possible for humans to be taught to live in harmony,
us again, so it’s good bye and good riddance.’ Grasping Lance’s belt, Bart lifted him slightly and sent him on his way to fall soundlessly before landing with a squishy thud that Bart didn’t hear because he was back inside assisting Hylas, who was on the point of having his neck broken by a large hairy brute. A powerful set of sharply bent knuckles smashing into the brute’s tattooed temple triggered a high-pitched scream. He dropped, groaning slightly. Before he could recover Hylas’s boot stomped
three nights in a row they assisted each other to practise climbing down to the stair-head in the dark, using the bolts as supports. Tom, Dick and Harry’s lawyers arrived and Arnold signed over his gymnasium without shedding a tear. In exchange he was given a promissory note post-dated to the day after the opening. Four days later, Tom arrived in the office waving an edict from someone of influence in the planning department, which stated that the Café could now conscript men as well as boys