Cadillacs And Dinosaurs Direct

“One hell of a tow bill, Mechanic,” Hannah said, nodding at the Caddy. The car’s side panel was dented, the paint scratched down to bare metal.

“Mechanic,” said Hannah, Dundee’s voice crackling from the dashboard radio. “We got a trail. Fresh. Something big pulled a tanker off the road near the old refinery.” Cadillacs And Dinosaurs

Jack climbed back into the Cadillac, shut the door with a solid, vault-like thunk, and let the engine idle. The dashboard glowed green. The fins caught the last light. In a world of teeth and claws, he had a V8 engine, a full tank of gas, and the only law that mattered: the one written in tire tracks and harpoon scars. He put the car in gear and drove toward the sound of screaming, the future melting away behind him like a bad dream. “One hell of a tow bill, Mechanic,” Hannah