The Road To Key West

The Road To Key West

Michael Reisig

Language: English

Pages: 170

ISBN: 0971369496

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The Road to Key West is an adventurous/humorous sojourn that cavorts its way through the 1970s Caribbean, from Key West and the Bahamas, to Cuba and Central America. In August of 1971, Kansas Stamps and Will Bell set out to become nothing more than commercial divers in the Florida Keys, but adventure, or misadventure, seems to dog them at every turn. They encounter a parade of bizarre characters, from part-time pirates and heartless larcenists, to Voodoo bokors, a wacky Jamaican soothsayer, and a handful of drug smugglers. Adding even more flavor to this Caribbean brew is a complicated romance, a lost Spanish treasure, and a pre antediluvian artifact created by a distant congregation who truly under- stood the term, pyramid power. Pour yourself a margarita, sit back, and slide into the 70s for a while as you follow Kansas and Will through this cocktail of madcap adventures on The Road To Key West. IF YOU ENJOY THIS BOOK, BE SURE TO GET THE SEQUEL - BACK ON THE ROAD TO KEY WEST. DUE OUT IN LATE AUGUST, EARLY SEPTEMBER 2013

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That also distinguished him. They were considerably taller than their father, maybe five-foot-seven, with marginally better teeth and equally strange, green eyes. “Kansas,” I said. “Kansas Stamps. This is Will Bell.” I noticed Bennie, the shorter and slighter of the three, seemed to be in constant motion—shoulders shifting, head nodding just a little, as if he was listening to music the rest of us weren’t hearing. His eyes were pale blue and carried a strange distance about them. Calico Curk.

Crab with the best, fastest crab around.” (I didn’t know where the words were coming from—someone had possessed me. Where was I gonna get a friggin’ hermit crab in the middle of the night, let alone a fast one—or one that wasn’t scared shitless of Little Mike?) Don’t go out tonight There’s a bad moon on the rise… Mike stopped, and gave me his Cyclops gaze. “I don’t think so. I wanna beat him.” “But Mike, sir. Wouldn’t you like to win more often?” I pointed at the wall. “The chart says Little.

From Sundance was The Steve Miller Band rolling out the windows of our van … Singin’ go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run Go on take the money and run… CHAPTER TEN Cuban Vacations… The following morning found us at another sleazy motel. We knew we needed to get to our place on Big Pine and get Will’s Mustang. What we didn’t know, which was considerably more important, was that Mames and Landon had decided it would be easier to steal the pyramid from the police.

From Key West. Justin Mames’ family owns a house there. His father still has some ties to Cuba.” I cocked my head. “How is it that you know about this?” “I’ve been there a couple times.” Before either Will or I could utter a pressing question or two, she answered them, her eyes offering no excuses. “We had a thing for a while, when I was still a green detective and before I discovered he was an unmitigated duffer.” Will and I glanced at each other—a little uncertain. “Get over it,” she said.

Angie over to Kenny, who grabbed her by the hair and held her securely while Lenny tied her hands, then he picked up the pistol lying on the stone floor and stuffed it in his belt, not aware that there weren’t any bullets in it. While waiting for his sons to secure Angie, Calico spied the bottle of whisky on the table. “We’ll take that too. You ain’t gonna be needing it.” Then strangely out of character, he gazed at the walls of the old prison with a curious look in his eyes and muttered to.

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