Bob Vila 3 RED WATER chapter 2

chapter 2
MOLLY REID

1 day later...

Screech!!! Was the only sound to be herd along the beach front car park in Seacrest. Bob Vila was busy doing doughnuts in a white 2005 Ford GT with blue stripes which he had just bought from SC MOTORS: exotic car specialists.

The sole reason behind all this rubber burning lunacy was 4 people sitting on a wall near him. They were girls and Bob was using smoke and spinning as an attempt to impress them but unfortunately it wasn't working. Despite this Bob didn't seem that bothered because he was having fun until a policeman came along and stopped him.

" For gods sake man your supposed to be enforcing the law not breaking it. Pull your self together."the now very angry cop shouted." Sorry boss." Bob said getting out the car. Then he turned his head and saw one of the girls coming towards him." Back of the net." Bob thought to himself." Good." the officer said." Have a nice day." As the cop walked away Bob was seriously considering reporting him to the chief but then he forgot about every thing. He felt a tap on the shoulder and when he spun round he realised it was the girl who had been walking towards him." Are you Bob Vila?" she asked." The very same." Bob replied with a smug grin on his face." Didn't you go all the way to Colorado and back to stop a criminal 3 weeks ago? Because if you did then that's really heroic."
" Yeah, that was me. so do you want to come for a drive?" Asked a very over confident Bob. When she replied with a yes Bobs brain just sort of melted. For once one of his hair brained schemes had actually worked and he had got a hot date.

Driving down the the coast road the fords 5.4 litre V8 engine made short work of the hills. When Bob started making polite conversation he found out that she was called Molly and had just moved to Seacrest from Texas. In Bobs mind Molly was very pretty. She was just a bit shorter than Bob who was 6 foot 1 and had long brown hair past her shoulders. Eventually they stopped in a park overlooking the sea on top of a hill. When the engine stopped and they sat themselves down on the grass Bob asked a question that kept silence in the air for quite some time." Do you like badgers?" he asked her." Badgers? Why?"
" Because I've got a framed picture of one at home." After this was said no one said anything for quite some time until the silence was shattered by a whirring sound in the air.                

Bob Vila 3 RED WATER chapter 1

chapter 1

A MURDER

In recent months the mysterious crime lord and his fellow dumb crims who have been terrorising Seacrest for 2 years have decided to send some of their best agents to different country's around the world including Bob Vila's place of birth and home for most of his life until he moved to America with Jack. The group who called themselves SPIDER are now in the United Kingdom.

The north sea. One of the roughest places on earth where only the the toughest men survive. Dominated by trawlers and oil rigs it is a very hostile place and now it is also home to hostile crimes. It was 9:00 PM and Matthew Jenkins was taking his shift as night guard on Valiant, the biggest oil rig on in the whole north sea. Satisfied that the rig was safe and that there was no one there except for the other workers he settled down to a sandwich and a flash of tea that his wife had prepared for him the night before he had sailed out to valiant from Fraserburgh.

Unknown to Matthew, behind a pile of drill pipe and steel boxes  a very important man was assembling a device for one very gruesome purpose. Bits of wire, plastic, a pair of pliers, a screwdriver and a normal AA battery with the power of a car battery." There, that should do it." the man said. With the parts strewn against the deck he had managed to build a sort of mini taser. His plan was to paralyse Matthew and push him off the deck, the reason was that Matthew was actually a Seacrest cop who was working in the U.K for a month and with one cop down it would make it easier for SPIDER to take over Seacrest and it was on the crime lords orders that Matthew Jenkins should be killed.

" Wow that is some good tea." said Matthew as he downed an entire mug of it. Behind him the man was creeping along silently until he hit his foot on a piece of pipe. He was going to scream out but he could only manage a muffled squeak. Unfortunately, Matthew heard the squeak and turned round. At the last second the man darted behind one of the boxes and held his breath." Hmm, must have just been a mouse." Matthew said and went back to his sandwiches and tea." That was close." the man thought and walked on towards an unsuspecting Matthew. Just as Matthew was about to take a bite of a ham sandwich a voice sounded behind him." Drop your stuff." the gruff voice said behind him. Scared stiff Matthew turned round." Oh, it's just you. Nice joke 
D-" but he never finished his sentence. the stun gun was pushed into the back of his neck, paralysing him. Matthew was then kicked in the back and fell silently off the deck and sank beneath the waves...     

Oh, and another thing.

I just forgot to mention in the last post that Bobs other new car will be a 2005 Ford gt like in the picture. Looks quite fetching in white doesn't it?

The GMC pick up truck at the bottom is the car Bob used in the first story night heist.

2005 Ford gt 

GMC TOPKICK

Bob Vila 3 preview

BOOM! Hi guys the bullet run has finally came to a close and it did take a while to get to the end but unfortunately I am only halfway through the third story but I will post what i have so far and carry on from there. Anyway. the third story will be called RED WATER and Bob will leave Seacrest and the USA behind as this is a crime happens on the rough waters of the north sea above Scotland. Bob gets an assistant in the form of a girl called Molly and Bob has to face an even more dangerous criminal than ever before. David Impala. All answers will be reviled in Bob Vila 3: RED WATER... 

Bob Vila 2 the bullet run chapter 4

chapter 4

THE FINAL BULLET

Bob had finally left Sanfrancisco and the busy highways and was now heading through the picturesque Yosemite national park. It seemed that many of the racers were getting distracted by the beautiful scenery and were either crashing through fences or into trees. After some time they reached the end of Yosemite and were preparing for more highway driving until they reached the next stage in Las Vegas, Bobs target was to put Marty back behind bars before they reached Vegas. About half a mile from Bob was a railway crossing with the barriers down and the lights flashing. waiting at the barrier for the train to pass was a black 1989 peterbilt 378 truck. On the back of the flat bed trailer was 13 tonnes of sheet metal. As Bob rounded the corner and saw the barriers down his heart sank. Suddenly, a mental idea sprang to Bobs head. He saw the train coming, it was an orange B.N.S.F freight train pulling 24 containers except for the first trailer on the train had nothing on so, in theory, you would be able to get across. One piece of the sheet metal on the truck was hanging just above the road, Bob had everything he needed. The timing was perfect. He used the sheet metal as a ramp to catapult the 662 horsepower beast over the cab of the truck and through the gap on the only flat trailer on the train with inches to spare." Yes! That's what I'm talking about!" Bob shouted punching the air with his fist when he hit the ground. The young truck driver fainted 5 minutes later.

OK enough was enough, they had passed Las Vegas 2 hours ago and were now driving along the dangerous independence pass in-between huge, snow covered mountains. What Bob said back in Sanfrancisco seemed to have came true, the numerous police cars he had encountered had left him alone. Suddenly, Bob saw an orange Lamborghini Aventador in front of him and remembered why he was here. He surged forward and pulled next to the Lamborghini and saw (with little surprise) that it was Marty Potter driving. Now, even though Bob Vila is a multi-billionaire  with cars, swimming pools and a mansion he's not exactly the brightest person in the world. The plan surging through his mind would not only kill Marty but also everyone else on the road but Bob didn't know that so he decided to give it a go anyway. He pulled out his 9mm pistol which was now loaded,put the window down and took a shot at the class cover over the Aventador's engine in the back.

Boom! The Lamborghini's huge V12 engine exploded and the car was sent spinning into a snowdrift at the side of the road. As Marty crawled out of the wreckage Bob pulled the Mustang to a holt and slammed the cuffs on  Marty.
Bob looked up as a whirring sound came from above them and a Westland Lynx police helicopter came down and took Marty to the nearest Police station in Denver. Now Bob only had to deal with the small matter of the 2'000 and something mile drive back to Seacrest." Hmm, maybe the cops will let me go flat out? After all, I did just save them allot of bother. Only one way to find out." Bob said to himself smiling. He got back in his car, spun it round and headed back down the mountain to get back home to Seacrest.

THE END