Blonde Fury Read Online Free
Author: Sean O'Kane
retorted.
Lang sighed again. “We’ll just have to keep looking and hoping. Blondie’s daughter belongs with us! She just doesn’t know it yet. We’ve got to keep on believing we can get her back where she belongs.”
Peter Lang sat back in his chair and let his breath out slowly, draining away the tensions of the day. In the two months since the Proteus stable had gone public with the revelation that Ace, the biggest attraction in their stable, was a daughter of the legendary Blondie by means of IVF when she had been owned by Conor Brien in the early days of the arenas, the search had been on for the other daughter. When Carlo Suarez had retired Blondie from the arenas they were not yet legitimate and it had been easy for them to disappear . H e and Blondie had lived quietly, shunning publicity and fading into the shad ows as the arenas slowly became respectable . But when the ir plane had gone missing the publicity began to mount and the Proteus stable had played their trump card. Anna Chatham aka Ace, a tall athletic girl who had carved a meteoric trail across the arena skies was the daughter of Conor Brien and Blondie and they could prove it – and they had , the Conor Brien estate had been very helpful, after all it was good publicity for the Blue stable – and all hell had been let loose. It was known that Blondie had given birth after she retired from the arenas, to another daughter in Spain, but no one could trace her. No one , that is, until a minor civil servant had contacted him and for a huge fee had revealed that the girl had changed her name by deed poll. Peter had been under no illusions that the man would sell his information to all the other gladiator stables but at least he had got a head start. But now the girl was well and truly spooked and would run. But where would she run to?
“Gray set us up!” Tom panted. “It must’ve been him! All the fuzz had to do was raid Jed’s flat and get all our IDs then bring us in! I reckon he got caught at that last demo and tried to trade us in for a let off! I bet he’s dragged in a load of other groups too, He was the liaison after all. He could have formed a chain of groups all using Jed and turned the lot in . The bastard!”
Tom tried to keep his voice under control as they huddl ed together in a late night Tube carria ge heading for St Pancras and the Eurostar, it was the fastest way out of the country . Their only hope was that Jed hadn’t kept files of the new passports and their new names , the p olice would get them off the machine o f course, even if he hadn’t, but it might take just enough time to give them a window of opportunity . Sophie had had a hunch that the airports were too obvious and too dangerous, but t ravelling as foot passengers on a train might just get them away under the radar .
“But who were those other men then? I thought they were the filth but they didn’t act like them and they legged it almost as fast as we did!” Sophie asked.
“Christ knows! And why did they call you by that other name?” Tom replied.
Sophie went quiet. She had never told him about her parents and he had accepted her hatred of the arenas as part of her political stance.
“Don’t know,” she managed and was grateful when they could get off and head for the Euros tar . She had had a very uncomfortable thought; apart from the police, the only other people who might know of her birth name were the arena owners. And they were the ones who had abducted her mother and enslaved her . And they had employed her father as one of their slave trainers.
Chapter Two.
Newcastle-upon-Tyne 2035
It was going to be a big three days. The Proteus stable had come north to take on the Tykes in a show that would bring the region to a standstill. It would also ensure that Greville Lloyd MP – a staunch supporter of Clive Mostyn - would be re-elected in the forthcoming bye -election as the party was generously sponsoring the games. In addition it
Lang sighed again. “We’ll just have to keep looking and hoping. Blondie’s daughter belongs with us! She just doesn’t know it yet. We’ve got to keep on believing we can get her back where she belongs.”
Peter Lang sat back in his chair and let his breath out slowly, draining away the tensions of the day. In the two months since the Proteus stable had gone public with the revelation that Ace, the biggest attraction in their stable, was a daughter of the legendary Blondie by means of IVF when she had been owned by Conor Brien in the early days of the arenas, the search had been on for the other daughter. When Carlo Suarez had retired Blondie from the arenas they were not yet legitimate and it had been easy for them to disappear . H e and Blondie had lived quietly, shunning publicity and fading into the shad ows as the arenas slowly became respectable . But when the ir plane had gone missing the publicity began to mount and the Proteus stable had played their trump card. Anna Chatham aka Ace, a tall athletic girl who had carved a meteoric trail across the arena skies was the daughter of Conor Brien and Blondie and they could prove it – and they had , the Conor Brien estate had been very helpful, after all it was good publicity for the Blue stable – and all hell had been let loose. It was known that Blondie had given birth after she retired from the arenas, to another daughter in Spain, but no one could trace her. No one , that is, until a minor civil servant had contacted him and for a huge fee had revealed that the girl had changed her name by deed poll. Peter had been under no illusions that the man would sell his information to all the other gladiator stables but at least he had got a head start. But now the girl was well and truly spooked and would run. But where would she run to?
“Gray set us up!” Tom panted. “It must’ve been him! All the fuzz had to do was raid Jed’s flat and get all our IDs then bring us in! I reckon he got caught at that last demo and tried to trade us in for a let off! I bet he’s dragged in a load of other groups too, He was the liaison after all. He could have formed a chain of groups all using Jed and turned the lot in . The bastard!”
Tom tried to keep his voice under control as they huddl ed together in a late night Tube carria ge heading for St Pancras and the Eurostar, it was the fastest way out of the country . Their only hope was that Jed hadn’t kept files of the new passports and their new names , the p olice would get them off the machine o f course, even if he hadn’t, but it might take just enough time to give them a window of opportunity . Sophie had had a hunch that the airports were too obvious and too dangerous, but t ravelling as foot passengers on a train might just get them away under the radar .
“But who were those other men then? I thought they were the filth but they didn’t act like them and they legged it almost as fast as we did!” Sophie asked.
“Christ knows! And why did they call you by that other name?” Tom replied.
Sophie went quiet. She had never told him about her parents and he had accepted her hatred of the arenas as part of her political stance.
“Don’t know,” she managed and was grateful when they could get off and head for the Euros tar . She had had a very uncomfortable thought; apart from the police, the only other people who might know of her birth name were the arena owners. And they were the ones who had abducted her mother and enslaved her . And they had employed her father as one of their slave trainers.
Chapter Two.
Newcastle-upon-Tyne 2035
It was going to be a big three days. The Proteus stable had come north to take on the Tykes in a show that would bring the region to a standstill. It would also ensure that Greville Lloyd MP – a staunch supporter of Clive Mostyn - would be re-elected in the forthcoming bye -election as the party was generously sponsoring the games. In addition it
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