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Let's Do a Dope Deal

... back in your pocket and tell me in a loud voice that we're going to split the cash now and then we casually walk back to the aircraft." In the distance, I could see the two guys carrying the suitcases toward the truck. Tom's eyes were as big as flying saucers. "Don't look at the trees, Tom. Look in my face or I'll take that gun away from you and cram it up your ass. Now, are you with me or not ?" Tom stuttered a bit but the volume was great. "Le...Let's split the money, buddy and then these guys are going to take us to town." He had put the gun back in the waist band of his jeans and put his arm around my shoulder as we walked toward the plane. I explained to him as we walked that I wanted him on the wing as I pretended to look for something in the plane. When the first engine cranked, he was to jump in and hopefully off we went. There was no argument from Tom - not a peep. He went to his side and even opened his briefcase - such an actor he was. I asked him in a loud voice where the water bottle was ? He yelled back that it was in the plane and up I went. I grabbed my bag from the wing and tossed it into the back, flipped on the battery switch, opened the throttles wide and gave the left one a little squirt of gas. As soon as I hit the starter Tom was up on the wing and climbing in. The left one caught in about six or seven blades and I kept feeding it gas until it was running wide open. I was holding the brakes and cranking the right one when I heard - no, I felt a round ...

... slam into the side of the aircraft. I'd had this feeling many times before, in Viet Nam. It's not, what you call, a good feeling. The right engine started to catch and I released the brakes. We careened off at a strange angle, which probably saved us from taking more rounds as the right engine was being temperamental again and I was using a lot of rudder to keep us from entering the trees. Maybe the military fuckers in the trees panicked when they saw us coming toward them. I was still fucking with the throttle and mixture when the lights came on - eight or ten - what looked like parking lot lights. I kept my head down and stared at the engine instruments. I didn't need to be blinded. With a roar, the right engine came up to full speed and we were gaining speed rapidly. I felt a few more rounds hit the rear of the plane and snuck a peek at the trees which were approaching rapidly. Airspeed was going through sixty knots when I selected about fifteen flap and pulled back on the yoke. We were airborne but really wallowing. I unloaded a bit in ground effect and saw the airspeed jump up past seventy. I raised the flaps and held my attitude. The trees were oh - so fucking close. I couldn't stand it any more and pulled the nose up. I both heard and felt us sc**** some trees but we were over them and flying with the airspeed climbing through a ninety knots. I raised the gear and made sure that the flaps were up. I took a deep breath and then the right engine started to sputter. I ...