CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

Hairy flew his private jet into the Houston International Airport and Teach picked him up with his Austrian KTM 990R motorcycle. It was a short ride to Teach’s home in the Kingwood subdivision where they got acquainted while enjoying cigars and scotch on Teach’s pool side patio. They were surprised by how much they had in common. Both were members of Mensa International, Pilots, philosophers, Marshal Arts experts, mechanical engineers, motorcycle enthusiasts, and Cracker Jack tap dancers. Hairy said to Teach, “With your permission, I am having you appointed by the CIA as an undercover agent in the war against drugs.” Teach said, “That’s great. Now, I don’t have to worry about being criticized by my Pastor for committing murder because I will be killing Drug Lords for my government.”

Teach took Hairy out to the shop in his 3 car garage to explain the customizing he had done to his motorcycle. He said, “There are remote controlled Glock 9mm Zombie Stopper rounds for port and starboard firing. These have the same knockdown power as a .45 and with the 30 round clips the devils spawn don’t have a chance. Taillight and headlight are equipped with the S&W 50 caliber pistols, also servo actuated and auto-targeted acquiring. The.50 can break an engine block of a large truck or pass through a normal car. The bike LCD instrument panel doubles as the target acquisition screen. All I need to do is decide if justice is needed and push a handlebar mounted firing toggle.” Then, Teach showed Hairy the Kevlar body armor and helmet that appears to be normal gear but are completely bullet proof. Hairy said, “Oh yeah, you are ready, man!”

To be continued…