Chapter 18:
Chomp sat sadly on a log glazing oddly around him.
"I'll never find out where I belong Chris......I'll never find my kind.."
Chris sighed and twitched.
"Don't be so fricking negative man!!! You'll find them....."
He put his hand on Chomp's Shoudler.
"I promise" He said eriely.
Chomp sighed but managed a weak smile.
"I can't without Shirley.....she's gone."
Chris hung his head.
Suddenly a ring was heard.
Chris picked the walkie talkie up, and rose it up.
"Hello?"
"Chris!?"
"Hello?"
"Hey it's Mr.Han from the Fish Maket."
Chris slapped his head dimly.
"Another shadow of my past?" he thought to himself.
"Chris??"
"Hey long time no see Han"
"Hey.....Listen..."
"I'm listening." Chris said with a deep sigh.
"I want you to do me an easy peasy job....."
"Yeah?"
"An easy pick-up and go....." Mr. Han said slowly.
"Oh?What's the catch?"snapped Chris.
"A big cash settlement.......500,000 Moolah."
"Oh, don't you remember how unreable you are with cash??" barked Chris rolling is eyes at Chomp.
"But that's in the past now Chrissy......."
"Don't call me Chrissy please."
"Tsk tsk, very well Chris."
"This is the last time for this Han!!!"
"Very well.....tell me when you are ready......."
More Coming Soon...........
