Bob Vila 3 RED WATER chapter 4

chapter 4

FRASERBURGH

It was now 10 O clock in the morning and Bob had just sat through a back-to-back film marathon and could hardly stay awake. 3 bottles of cola and a toilet break later he could not take any more. His head fell sideways and he was sleeping like a dead man. Meanwhile in the control room the pilot was preparing to land the huge helicopter in Aberdeen, the nearest airport to Fraserburgh. When the helicopter was in the right position the pilot said " Touchdown in 10 seconds" into the microphone in his helmet. Back in the cabin the T.V had ran out of charge and Molly was trying( without success) to wake Bob from his deep sleep. After lots of shouting she had done no better so in sheer desperation she decided to chuck the cup of unfinished cola over his face and unsurprisingly he was up and walking down the steps to the runway." How are we getting there?" Bob asked David as the three of them walked out the main entrance of the airport."It's just because I can't stand being driven anywhere."

"Judging by what you drive back home I can tell" David said to Bob as they reached two cars parked outside the main entrance. "Charles, the keys." David said and a man in a shirt and black bow tie stepped out of the white Audi RS5 that was parked in front of Bob's Ford GT( the Audi was David's car.) Charles handed the two pairs of keys to David then walked back into the airport." Charles is a man of many talents" David explained to Bob." We're just not sure what they are yet" When David finished Bob and Molly broke out in a fit of laughter. David passed Bob his keys and then the two cars were driving out the city.

Speeding down the A90 the Audi and the Ford were making good time down the road and all was well except for a narrow escape from a head on collision with a Foden Alpha  tipper truck. Further up the road a bus had hit the crash barrier and was blocking both lanes and traffic was backed up for a fair distance. The police had got a road block sorted out and the road was closed. When Bob saw this he rolled down the window and shouted at David to follow him. The cars mounted the grass verge and Bobs V8 ford GT sped along the grass instantly with The Audi RS5 close behind. Ahead a pile of dirt had been dumped and would be a perfect ramp to get over the bus, the tow-trucks and the roadblock." Your crazy!" Molly shouted when she realised what Bob was about to do." Nope, just optimistic." Bob said with a smile. The Ford and the Audi were a streak of white lightning as they jumped the bus and the roadblock. After they hit the ground Molly didn't say a word until they reached Fraserburgh .     

      

Bob Vila 3 RED WATER chapter 3

chapter 3
FILM MARATHON

When the 2 of them looked up they saw a huge, black, army-spec Chinook helicopter coming down. It had 2 massive rotors on top and a machine gun coming out the nose of the chopper. When it was on the ground it looked even bigger than it did in the air, both Molly and Bob were just staring at the monumental helicopter. Suddenly, a door opened seemingly out of nowhere and 3 people stepped out. The first 2 were big men in black suits, sunglasses and were both carrying MP5 sub machine guns.( They were obviously body guards.) but the third was different. He also had a black suit but didn't carry a gun or wear glasses. He was quite skinny and had dark brown spiky hair but what really surprised Bob was the fact that when he spoke it turned out he was Scottish. " Bob Vila I presume?" he asked." That's the second time today someone's asked me that." Bob replied." Yes that's me."
" Good, because i am the owner  of every oil rig in the north sea." David went on." And we need to know this because?" Bob asked. " Because, Mr Vila, a worker has been murdered on one of my rigs and i want you to find out who done it." Bob still had one burning question on his mind." What's the pay?"
he asked." 25 thousand dollars" David replied." I'll do it". After Bob said that one of the guards pulled a lever on the side of the helicopter and the back opened up.

Once the car had been loaded in the back Bob, Molly and David walked up the ladder and into the helicopters vast insides." So, where do we sit?" Questioned Bob." Over there." David answered, pointing to 8 car seats that had been bolted to the floor." Right." Molly sighed and sat down in the nearest seat for a very long flight. It was now midnight and the Chinook was half way across the Atlantic ocean. All was silent in the chopper apart from the snoring from the people inside.-Except one. Bob was busy poking about at a control panel that he had found on the chair arm. He then pressed a red button and a T.V came out the chair in front of him." Brilliant." Bob said as he pressed 2 and 4 and a comedy film came on the screen." If only there were drinks." Bob thought as he pressed the green button and a cup holder came out the side along with a bottle of cola." Perfect." Bob said as he was cut off from the world around him...