"Well, in the meantime, why don't you three get Conrad on the couch," Noble said dryly, as he pondered the situation unfolding before him. "He's
going to make it, but he'll need to be cleared medically. Shareese, will you stay here with Connie, while I call for a car and some backup? We
can't wait for the ambulance. We need the "Con-man" for this matter and the sooner the better."
Chuck stepped outside the office to clear his head and get a handle on the situation. "What in God's name is going on here," he muttered as he
briskly walked back to his Harley. Believing that he was far enough away from the office for privacy, he flipped open his phone and firmly spoke a
"Ginger," the phone began to ring. "Come on, Ginger, I need some help!"
"This is Charles Wilson Noble's office. May I help you," Ginger chirpped into the phone.
"Ginger. We've got a serious problem here at the zoo. Conrad's had a TIA, I think, and these imbeciles here would have let him die, if it had
been more serious. Call Simpson and tell him and Marshall to get over here ASAP with the surveillance van. Tell them to get Winkleman to the
hospital and get him cleared for duty. When you finish with that, call the Florida office and tell "Wonderwoman" to get us some wildlife
specialists up here on the double. Try to get at least one avian specialist. Gruber would be my pick. Did you get all that?
I sure did Charlie. I've already paged Johnny Simpson and Eddie is on his way back from servicing the van. I think they can be there in twenty
minutes or less. Anna's on the horn to Florida and I'll call you back in ten minutes to fill you in." Ginger was cool and hot. Noble felt a
tremor in his loins.
"Damn, Ginger, your driving me nuts. How do you do it, Sweetcakes? I'll have a tubular surprise for you as soon as I get back," Chuck growled.
"I can't wait, Charlie," Ginger purred.
"Alright, call me back as soon as you know something," Noble barked as he straddled his bike. "I've got a
and a Goat-Sucker
to round up."
"Take care of yourself, Charlie. You're my devil and Chupy's not the only sucker who's waiting for you," Ginger drawled.
Stop it, Ginger! I need a full blood supply for my brain right now. Bye."
Noble kicked over the engine, gunned it and sped off to the the habitat area at full throttle.
A pair of eyes followed his path from the shadows of the hedge.
[edit on 2005/7/27 by GradyPhilpott]