Escape to Earth 1: Running From Fate Read Online Free Page B

from the other side of the street. They had dark skin and their expressions didn’t appear friendly. He found it surprising that the dominant species on this planet had many different appearances. It was like there were species within species. Every Welken looked pretty much the same. Black skin, silver hair, four fingers, never smiling. This species was different. He focused his hearing on them and listened to them, he heard one of them say, “This one looks like an easy Pidgeon.”
    The other two nodded and they started crossing the street toward him. He analyzed the words and discovered they were going to attack him. He immediately started running and the three would be thieves were shocked at how fast he disappeared down the hill. “That dude is fast as Bolt.”
    The leader shook his head and they went back to the other side of the street and leaned against a waist high brick wall. They would find a mark soon enough.
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    He arrived at the pawnshop and spent a few minutes looking around. He didn’t see anything of interest and a young, blonde and black-haired female came over, “Is there something I can help you find?”
    He smiled at her and sensed her body temperature rise. Ummmm, why did she do that? “I see sign.”
    She raised her eyebrows, “What sign?” He turned and walked toward the front door. She followed him as he stepped outside and pointed at the ‘We buy Gold’ sign taped to the window. “Do you want to sell gold?”
    He raised his eyebrows and she shook her head. He reached in his pocket and took out the gold bracelet. The girl saw it and her eyes went wide. She didn’t know much but she knew this weirdo had a valuable bracelet. She turned and said, “Come with me.” He raised his eyebrows and she shook her head and waved at him to follow. He fell in behind her and she took him to the owner who was discussing a sale. They waited as the owner argued with the customer and after a moment he said, “Can’t you see I’m busy!”
    She turned to him and said, “Show the gold!”
    He took the bracelet out of his pocket and the owner’s eyes went wide. He looked at the customer, “Eighty dollars or nothing.”
    “But…”
    “OK, it’s nothing; now get out of here.” The customer scowled and left the counter. The owner turned to him and said, “What have we here?”
    The Girl said, “He doesn’t speak good English.”
    The owner smiled at that. He held out his hand and said, “May I see it?”
    He stared at the owner just long enough and then took the bracelet out of his pocket and handed it to him. The owner immediately knew that this was pure gold and had to weigh at least thirteen ounces. He walked over to the jewelry counter and placed the bracelet on a black velvet pad. He reached under the counter and took out a scale. He placed the bracelet on the scale and the display showed, 13.1 ounces. Holy Mother of Midas! He kept his expression neutral and said, “I can give you two thousand dollars.”
    He stared at the owner and lifted the bracelet out of the scale and turned toward the front door. The owner rushed around the counter said, “Whoa, whoa!” He stopped and his expression showed his disgust. The owner lifted his hands and said, “It appears you know your gold. I’ll give you seven thousand dollars.”
    He kept the bracelet in his pocket and said, “Twelve thousand.”
    The owner laughed out loud, “That’s almost full price and I can’t survive without making a profit. Where did you get this?”
    He looked at the owner and said, “Given from grandfather.”
    The owner said, “Let me see it again.” He handed it to him and the owner was amazed at the workmanship in the links. The clasp was missing but the bracelet was flawless. He didn’t need to test it to know that it was pure 24 karat gold. He looked up and said, “Ten thousand.”
    He took the bracelet out of the owner’s hand and said, “I’ll take it to another place.”
    “Ten thousand five