"L Ron Hubbard - Mission Earth 03 - The Enemy Within" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hubbard L. Ron)

I had been eating breakfast. I leaped up and ran about the patio. I had overturned the kahve
service and my feet crushed the remainder of the fragile cups.
He seemed to want to say something else. I stopped in front of him.
"There's another five thousand U.S. dollars for the camel and truck drivers. They have to
have it before they will deliver her."
I pushed the five thousand at him. He took it. "Now, where is her room?" he demanded.
I ran about a bit more. The villa had plenty of rooms. There was one huge one that opened on
a private area of the garden and had its own bath. "That's her room."
He looked over the locks on the inside of the doors. "I'll have to call a locksmith to rush
down and strengthen these," he said. "She's very shy and afraid of things."
He called a locksmith. He came back. "He'll be here at once. That's another ten thousand
Turkish lira."
I gave it to him.
"You've seen her?" I demanded. "How is she?"
"I haven't got time to talk now," he said and rushed out and drove away at high speed.
I called Melahat Hanim, the housekeeper. "Get this room ready, quick."
"I prepared another smaller room," she said.
"No, no. Prepare this room."
The staff ran around and got the best rugs moved in and set the place all up.
The locksmith arrived in an old truck and promptly started drilling and hammering and
pounding. He was fastening ornate Turkish iron bars across the inside of the doors. Two helpers
arrived in another truck. They had brand-new, latest-style Yale locks and started putting these in
place.
With me yelling at them, the staff ran around in circles and took out what they had brought
in, brought in what had been taken out, forgot the towels, couldn't find the towels, took my
towels and put those in the bathroom.
The gardener rushed around and cut flowers and stuffed them into vases.
We were finally all ready.
We waited.
I went out in the road several times to look. No Utanc yet. Four hours went by. I had just
decided to go to my secret room to check up on things when one of the small servant boys came
screaming in, "The truck is coming, the truck is coming!"
It was a huge truck. It couldn't get in the gate. It had eight laborers on it. It was piled
with metal trunks!
The eight laborers jumped down in the road and one by one began to carry the big trunks in.
Karagoz directed them and got them to put them down in various spots in the new room.
The taxi driver arrived.
The foreman of the laborers came over and demanded fifteen thousand lira. The truck driver
explained to me that this was a local truck and not covered in the five thousand U.S. I paid.
The truck drove away.


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The taxi driver went into the room and locked the garden door from the inside. Then he set
the locks on the patio door. He demanded all the spare keys. He gathered them in his palm and then
threw them into the room. He then shut the patio door so that it was locked and could only be
opened from within.
"Wait a minute," I said. "Where's Utanc?"