Category Archives: Simpson On the Run

“Where’s the boss?”

Previously: “Hey, Les,” Boomer smiled, “Have you seen a big fellow, nearly as big as Mac, in here?” “Yes, I have,” Armstrong replied, “A fellow matching that size was here hired the same two fellas who were giving you guys … Continue reading

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“Welcome back.”

Previously: “Not well,” Johnson replied, “There aren’t many men around here to consider—and the ones we could consider are too stupid.” “Okay,” Simpson said, “Joey, you and Jim head for the Twin-Cities and find the best available people—you know where … Continue reading

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“I’m back!”

Previously: Mac and Boomer walked away from the bar—and were approached by two men, “You fellas ain’t from around here.” “No sir,” Mac rumbled, “We’re from near Grand Marais.” “We don’t much like strangers hereabouts, mind your own business.”

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“Time stands-still in Sturgeon Lake.”

Previously: “My butt is beyond sore,” Boomer complained, “When we go out again—it will be in the Mustang!” “That won’t hurt my feelings in the least.” “Let’s head South,” Boomer suggested, “Maybe to the Moose, and Sturgeon Lake area?” “As … Continue reading

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“So far—so good.”

Previously: “I’m bored to tears!” “So am I, Chris,” Wyatt replied, “So am I.” “We have to check the highway, unfortunately,” she added, “We might just get lucky—let’s speed-up.” “Engaging lights & siren.”

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“I’m bored to tears!”

Previously: “What do you think, Gentlemen?” “I think,” Fred Foster replied, “This may be the best-yet headquarters.” “It’s highly unlikely we’ll be found here,” Johnson added. “I want everyone to familiarize yourselves with the area,” Simpson instructed, “Drive around the … Continue reading

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“Welcome to our new home, Gentlemen.”

Previously: “Well—oh-KAY, then,” Mac replied as he opened the throttles on both engines and shot ahead of Boomer. Boomer said nothing as he unleashed the two Merlin engines—and quickly caught-up to Mac.

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“Catch me if you can.”

Previously: “Simpson has escaped—again!” “How do you know this, Chris?” Wyatt asked. “I can feel it in my bones.”

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“Your gang’s been captured, Dumbass.”

Previously: Justen was wrong—the door burst-open—and the Posse™ came into the cabin. “Hello, gentlemen—You’re under arrest!” “Where’s Simpson?” Big Mac asked. “We don’t know,” a very shaken James Justen replied, he hasn’t let us know.” “That’s typical for Simpson,” Mac … Continue reading

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