He might well need painkillers, but those didn’t exactly have a steady supply chain nowadays, did they? Junior was in for a very rough life for the ...est of his days in that respect.“Eric ... Lollard. This is my brother, Stephen. And this is Hal McCoy, my cousin,” the aging Klucker admitted, now quite out of breath.“How old are you?” I asked the man.“Sixty,” Eric admitted.“I see,” I answered, “and can you tell us anything about the other Kluckers in town?”“There’s a dozen more, but all scattered. What were you saying?" I was saying, you need to get that." I've had that, and it was amazing." I'll bet, but I meant on a more permanent basis."Just then Becky came through the doors to join us. She walked up and put her arm around my chest."What's up guys?" Becky had that smile on her face again. I love that smile."We were just talking about you actually." Tyler said matter of factly."Oh really? Anything good?" Just saying how your such a good catch for Drew. He has had such bad luck in. As it drew closer, it became obvious that it was a much smaller vessel and had the appearance of some sort of yachting ship built more for speed than for rough seas. The colors indicated it was of French origin and that was not unusual in these regions where adventurers roamed in dangerous waters. The thing even had a pair of cannons mounted over the bow to fire straight forward and not present a larger target than necessary to pirates or other thieving scum.A landing ship was launched with. "Walkabout?" I gave my boss my best puzzled down-under grin and tunelessly hummed the soundtrack to Tie Me Kangaroo Down Sport by Rolf Harris."We won't find any didgeridoos or wallabies on this walkabout. Follow me," Sheila instructed with a hearty laugh.We emerged from the elevator and entered the underground cavern beneath the cabin a few minutes later. I followed Sheila through the maze of stalactites and stalagmites until we found ourselves traveling down a side tunnel to the entrance of a.