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About Bob

I'm just a guy living the dream in Redondo Beach, CA. After putting in 30+ years at a large aerospace company, I am now retired, and can do what I'm interested in. My main interests are writing and music. I'm a cellist and play with local amateur Symphonies and Theater groups. I've also got the urge to wander with my lovely wife Laura. This blog is going to be mainly about our travels via RV and other means. I'm sure I'll flesh this out more as time goes on.

Bugout Part 110 – Truck Fire

Bob:

Here’s the next episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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“Open it,” Jerry said, coming around to look over Jane’s shoulder. Jasmine moved over closer too.

“You sure?” Jane asked.

“Yes,” Jasmine said. “It won’t hurt to read it.”

Jane opened the e-mail.

Dear Fellow RVers,

My partner and I are very interested in the Nighthawk Road Killer. I have alarms set to go off when somebody does multiple searches on that case. The alarm went off a couple of days ago because of your searches. We are especially interested because you are in the area where the killer was active for many years. We believe there is a good chance that the person who committed many of these murders is still active in another area, closer to the eastern seaboard. We are on our way to Kansas in our RVs, to do a survey of the area. We would very much like to meet with you and your group…

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Bugout Part 109 – The Lake

Bob:

Here’s the next episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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Jerry and Frank looked at each other, shocked at what just happened.

“What’s wrong?” Jane asked.

“Sounds like General Hogan is being held captive at that air force base,” Frank said.

“Oh, no.”

“You know this could be a trap, right?” Jerry said. “Hogan might be dead, and the enemy has his phone.”

“I hope not, because that would mean they have the apps,” Frank said. “I don’t think so, though. It sounded like the son to me.”

“So what do we do?” Jane asked.

“Let’s call everybody together,” Jerry said. “We need to brainstorm this one.” He got up, along with Frank and Jane, and they rounded everybody up. Everybody came over, and gathered around the area where the PC was. Frank took his seat back in front of the monitor, and Jane sat down beside him.

“Everybody here?” Frank asked.

“Everybody but Jake,” Gabe said. “I’ll brief him…

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Bugout Part 108 – App Upgrades

Bob:

Here’s the next episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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Jasmine and Jane climbed out of the trap door, and walked over to the bar.

“Well?” Kurt asked.

“There’s a treasure trove of evidence down there,” Jane said.

“Yeah, Dobie told us what he found,” Kurt said. “Find the connections you were looking for?”

“Well, we got a start,” Jasmine said. “Somebody scratched a message in the brick wall behind the bed in the first cell.”

“What’d it say?” Kurt asked.

Scotty did it,” Jane said.

Dobie was sitting at the couch, with Princess sitting next to him. He didn’t look good. Jane noticed.

“You okay over there, Dobie?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’ll be alright, but I’m worried. What if the son is still alive?”

“Didn’t Howard say he was killed in the New York Harbor attack?” Gabe asked.

“Yeah,” Kurt said. “The question is…was he just assuming that because of where he may have been living?”

“Wonder…

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Bugout Part 107 – Polaroid Horror

Bob:

Here’s the next episode of Bugout! from my story blog.

Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:

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“Think Princess smells body parts down there?” Charlie asked Dobie, as he was walking over next to the dog.

“Well, she’s not trained as a cadaver dog,” Dobie said. “Her best talent is sensing evil intent in humans…but there’s no humans down there.”

“Spirits,” Jake said, feeling the Jameson now.

Jasmine and Jane came down the stairs.

“I can’t believe you guys are partying down here,” Jasmine said. She noticed Princess’s interest in the floor.

“Yeah, she found it right away,” Dobie said to her.

“Can we go down there and take a look?” Jane asked. “I need some clues. Not having any luck linking Chet to the person on the tow truck registration.”

“The name wasn’t Chet or his son?” Dobie asked, taking a good sip of his whiskey.

“No, it was Earl Wilson,” Jane said. Dobie almost spit out his whiskey, and started coughing.

“Bingo,” Jake said, laughing.

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