Ten Days, Two Weeks---Max!

By Earle W. Jacobs

What started out to be just a short epilogue to wind up Just a Simple Job and its predecessor, actually turned out to be a 10,000 or so word short adventure story that takes place in California, Washington, DC, England, France, Switzerland and of course, Lichtenstein, with a half dozen Arab terrorists and lots of other stuff. It is Amazing; sometimes you never know when you start to write what is actually going to pop into your head. (Could it be there is just too much empty space up there?)
Now, in order for you to find out what all the excitement is about, you can read all about it right here. Come on. Its only about ten thousand words, or so. You could almost read that much as you finish your morning coffee. Be careful however, if you arent a fast reader you might be late for work! Good Heavens! Not again?
If that should happen however, assuming the old geezer can read of course, go ahead; let the boss borrow your copy so he can understand why you were understandably delayed. (We can always use the advertising anyway you know!!)
Yer Awther

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jan 23, 2014
• ISBN: 9781491855065

Earle W. Jacobs

Earle Jacobs has been a long time resident of Southern California. He lives’ there with his wife, Alla Mikhaylovna, a native of Kiev, Ukraine and their one-eared cat Barrabashka, a native of St. Petersburg, Russia. Alla is a US Citizen. Barrabashka so far still has only her entry visa. He was an Army Lieutenant during WWII and was awarded battle stars for his ETO Campaign Ribbon for Normandy, Northern France, Rhineland and Central Europe. He has been writing adventure novels since 1989.

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Ten Days,

Two Weeks—Max!

An epilogue to: Just a Simple Job,

Which is a sequel to Good Heavens, Miss Evans

Earle W. Jacobs

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Published by AuthorHouse 1/16/2014

ISBN: 978-1-4918-5507-2 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4918-5506-5 (e)

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER ONE

Y OU NO DOUBT REMEMBER my observation, as I wound up that, Simple Job, in Europe, which now seems like it wasn’t really all that long ago. That was, that it looked like the only thing remaining for me to do then, to really wrap things up, would be to some day pop back over there to Vaduz and transfer the money in the numbered account there to one of our regular bank accounts here in the US. It amounts to a fair sum of money I believe and I am always a little apprehensive to have it parked at such a dis tance.

The Swiss and Lichtenstein banking systems I know have a reputation for their efficiency however; I think we could have a little better control of those funds if we had everything now deposited at the bank in Vaduz a little closer to home. It is also a long and a somewhat pricey plane ride any time we might wish to make any changes in the account. Being a numbered account, means nothing can be done by phone or letter. It would be required that someone appears in person with the correct account number in order to access or make changes in the account. Maybe I should have given that some thought at the time I opened the account. At that time however, having the money in a numbered account right then and there, seemed to be the most appropriate thing to do. Of course, again, hindsight as usual has turned out to be better than foresight.

I know now, after my last venture there, that Grethel is not going to look with much favor on my undertaking another trip back to Europe. I tried to keep most of what I had been involved in then from her but I suspect she has found out, over time, more about my adventures than I had wished. I think however, this is something I feel that I should attend to before I become too old to do it comfortably. I know Grethel would never wish to undertake that task by herself. She has made it clear more than once that she