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Sooooo….. I apologize million times… but I had some technical problems with my computer and installations and so on… and so on… that it bores me. -_-

For this reason, I couldn't use my computer writing program anymore for a long time. So sorry, that I couldn't continue to write my story. Now I'm starting again and I try to finish this story with some short chapters. I hope it is okay for you.

So, I don't want to bore you with long words, enjoy the rest of the story.

42. Anything wrong?

Meanwhile, miles away…

Mister Goldman looked at his golden pocketwatch. He stood next to a rail station, somewhere in the desert, where his private train waited.
More than 10 rodent bandits were busy to tug the big rattlesnake inside a wagon. Maybe Jake could have torn but because of the guns around him, it was suicide to resist.
With loud protest and hissing rattling sounds, they dumped him into the big cabin. The rodents made some last arrangements to avoid the rattlesnake could flee and left the train. Mister Goldman gave them some money for their work then he went into his own cabin, which was a single luxury train compartment behind the engineman's cab. He gave the engineer a sign and after that he entered his carriage.
He froze in the door frame when he saw two familiar figures in the train compartment.
The compartment was endued with expensive furnishings, like chairs with golden backrests, tables of dark wood, oil paintings and also an old richly ornamented desk.
Behind the desk sat with feet on the table Mister Kingsley. Next to the desk sat in an armchair Mister Hong. Both directed their guns at Mister Goldman.
Mister Kingsley stood up. "Good day. Sorry, for our intrusion. But I have the feeling there are some things which we have to resolve before you leave us."
Mister Goldman had raised his hands and looked at them darkly.
Mister Kingsley smiled and pointed at the chair where he sat before.
"You can sit down. It's your train, right?"
Without resists, Mister Goldman took the seat.
Mister Kingsley place himself in front of the desk and Mister Hong bend also more forward.
"I think we will manage to come to an agreement."
After that Mister Kingsley closed the door.

Rango winced when he heard the whistling sound of the train not far away.
If he not managed to reach the train, it would be too late for Jake.
He forced his roadrunner to ride faster. He sighed with relief when he saw the rails.
The train was going to drive away. With groan and squeak the wheels moved and rolled away.
Rango rode faster as good as he could.
The train wasn't long. It was composed with a railway locomotive, a luxury compartment and three wooden wagons.
"You don't do it for the first time," Rango thought himself.
With all speed he managed to overtake the train and jumped on the last wagon where was a ladder. He winced when his wounded shoulder hurt. He bit together his teeth and climbed up. For his luck, the roof was empty. Maybe it would be easier as he thought.
In train compartment three were only boxes.
He reached the second waggon. He listened, which wasn't easy because of the noise of the locomotive.
A rattling sound gave him the certainty, he was right.
He climbed down another ladder and wanted to open a door.
He cursed. It had blocked.
"Nice," he drew his revolver, which he had filled with new bullets.
"All or nothing."
He pulled the trigger and shot.
The padlock was broken und Rango opened the door.
The light shined into the dark wagon. Rango realised Jake's ominous reptile skin. The rattlesnake was tied with a lot of chains and ropes.
The gigantic rattlesnake blinked irritated.
"Surprised?" Rango asked and walked to the head of the snake.
The rattlesnake snorted but otherwise he didn't seem to be very angry.
"Listen, we don't have much time, but if you want that I release you…"
Suddenly Jake screamed when Rango reached for the chains.
"Anything wrong? Don't worry, I only want to make clear, that…"
Jake shook his head wildly. He moved his eyes in a specific direction.
Rango followed his glance. Now he realised that the ropes and chains had wrapped with a wire or similar. On the floor between the twine of shackles, lay something technical looking.
Rango eyed it closer and touched it…
Jake shouted with muffling cries. Rango raised his hands.
"It's okay, I only want to take a look…"
His eyes grew wide.
That thing was a high-tech bomb.

Description
Sooooo….. I apologize million times… but I had some technical problems with my computer and installations and so on… and so on… that it bores me. -_-

For this reason, I couldn't use my computer writing program anymore for a long time. So sorry, that I couldn't continue to write my story. Now I'm starting again and I try to finish this story with some short chapters. I hope it is okay for you.

So, I don't want to bore you with long words, enjoy the rest of the story.

42. Anything wrong?

Meanwhile, miles away…

Mister Goldman looked at his golden pocketwatch. He stood next to a rail station, somewhere in the desert, where his private train waited.
More than 10 rodent bandits were busy to tug the big rattlesnake inside a wagon. Maybe Jake could have torn but because of the guns around him, it was suicide to resist.
With loud protest and hissing rattling sounds, they dumped him into the big cabin. The rodents made some last arrangements to avoid the rattlesnake could flee and left the train. Mister Goldman gave them some money for their work then he went into his own cabin, which was a single luxury train compartment behind the engineman's cab. He gave the engineer a sign and after that he entered his carriage.
He froze in the door frame when he saw two familiar figures in the train compartment.
The compartment was endued with expensive furnishings, like chairs with golden backrests, tables of dark wood, oil paintings and also an old richly ornamented desk.
Behind the desk sat with feet on the table Mister Kingsley. Next to the desk sat in an armchair Mister Hong. Both directed their guns at Mister Goldman.
Mister Kingsley stood up. "Good day. Sorry, for our intrusion. But I have the feeling there are some things which we have to resolve before you leave us."
Mister Goldman had raised his hands and looked at them darkly.
Mister Kingsley smiled and pointed at the chair where he sat before.
"You can sit down. It's your train, right?"
Without resists, Mister Goldman took the seat.
Mister Kingsley place himself in front of the desk and Mister Hong bend also more forward.
"I think we will manage to come to an agreement."
After that Mister Kingsley closed the door.

Rango winced when he heard the whistling sound of the train not far away.
If he not managed to reach the train, it would be too late for Jake.
He forced his roadrunner to ride faster. He sighed with relief when he saw the rails.
The train was going to drive away. With groan and squeak the wheels moved and rolled away.
Rango rode faster as good as he could.
The train wasn't long. It was composed with a railway locomotive, a luxury compartment and three wooden wagons.
"You don't do it for the first time," Rango thought himself.
With all speed he managed to overtake the train and jumped on the last wagon where was a ladder. He winced when his wounded shoulder hurt. He bit together his teeth and climbed up. For his luck, the roof was empty. Maybe it would be easier as he thought.
In train compartment three were only boxes.
He reached the second waggon. He listened, which wasn't easy because of the noise of the locomotive.
A rattling sound gave him the certainty, he was right.
He climbed down another ladder and wanted to open a door.
He cursed. It had blocked.
"Nice," he drew his revolver, which he had filled with new bullets.
"All or nothing."
He pulled the trigger and shot.
The padlock was broken und Rango opened the door.
The light shined into the dark wagon. Rango realised Jake's ominous reptile skin. The rattlesnake was tied with a lot of chains and ropes.
The gigantic rattlesnake blinked irritated.
"Surprised?" Rango asked and walked to the head of the snake.
The rattlesnake snorted but otherwise he didn't seem to be very angry.
"Listen, we don't have much time, but if you want that I release you…"
Suddenly Jake screamed when Rango reached for the chains.
"Anything wrong? Don't worry, I only want to make clear, that…"
Jake shook his head wildly. He moved his eyes in a specific direction.
Rango followed his glance. Now he realised that the ropes and chains had wrapped with a wire or similar. On the floor between the twine of shackles, lay something technical looking.
Rango eyed it closer and touched it…
Jake shouted with muffling cries. Rango raised his hands.
"It's okay, I only want to take a look…"
His eyes grew wide.
That thing was a high-tech bomb.