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Stephen King
The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition
Chapter 17
Remember that, Starkey thought as his caller began to beep urgently behind him. The sound of burning bearings in the final stages of collapse is ronk-ronk-ronk.
He went to the caller and pushed the button that snapped off the beeper. “Yes, Len.”
“Billy, I’ve got an urgent from one of our teams in a town called Sipe Springs, Texas. Almost four hundred miles from Arnette. They say they have to talk to you; it’s a command decision.”
“What is it, Len?” he asked calmly. He had taken over sixteen “downers” in the last ten hours, and was, generally speaking, feeling fine. Not a sign of a ronk.
“Press.”
“Oh Jesus,” Starkey said mildly. “Patch them through.”
There was a muffled roar of static with a voice talking unintelligibly behind it.
“Wait a minute,” Len said.
The static slowly cleared.
“—Lion, Team Lion, do you read, Blue Base? Can you read? One… two… three… four… this is Team Lion—”
“I’ve got you, Team Lion,” Starkey said. “This is Blue Base One.”
“Problem is coded Flowerpot in the Contingency Book,” the tinny voice said. “Repeat, Flowerpot.”
“I know what the fuck Flowerpot is,” Starkey said.
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 12:29 AM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Sunday 08 May 2016
