"David L. Robbins - Endworld 15 - Nevade Run" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robbins David L)

"You want me to pull up next to them, then?" Sacks inquired.

Giorgio stared at his driver. Sacks was one of the old-time boys, and
there were flecks of gray in his brown hair. Although Sacks was
unquestionably loyal, his intellect was on a par with a turnip's. "No,"
Giorgio cracked, "I want you to run them over." He paused. "Of course I
want you to pull up next to them! How else am I going to talk to them?"

Sacks flinched and angled the jeep to the right side of the road.

"Keep your hardware out of sight," Giorgio instructed his men. He slid
the Nighthawk to the floor, then placed his right hand on the door latch.
The doors on the jeeps were canvas affairs with thin plastic windows
instead of glass, and the windows did not roll down. He waited until the
jeep stopped approximately five yards from the quartet before opening the
door and stepping out, smiling broadly.

"Hello," he greeted them.

The young men eyed him warily, the hefty one fingering the trigger of
his shotgun, the lean one with his right hand on his revolver. Behind the
men, the two women were clearly uneasy.

"Hello," Giorgio said again. "I hope we didn't scare you."

The second jeep was coasting to a halt behind the first.

"Who are you?" the hefty youth queried anxiously. "What do you
want?"

Giorgio deliberately maintained his friendly facade. He took a step
away from the door, his hands at his sides to show he was unarmed and
ostensibly not a threat. "Sorry to bother you, but we're lost."

"Lost?" the hefty youth repeated skeptically.

"Yes," Giorgio lied. "We're looking for a place called the Home. Have
you ever heard of it?"

The redheaded woman grinned in relief. "I'm from the Home. Who are
you?"

"You're from the Home!" Giorgio stated in delight. "I can't believe my
luck! We've traveled so far to get here, all the way from Nevada."

"Are the Elders expecting you?" the redhead asked.

"I don't know who the Elders are," Giorgio admitted.

"The Elders are responsible for managing the Home," the redhead