Jack Kane and the Statue Of Liberty
By Michell Plested and J.R. Murdock
Jack Kane, self-declared protector of 1896 New York, must solve the mystery of exploding ships and thwart the diabolical mastermind with plans for America’s overthrow.
He ground his teeth together. “If one of you don’t tell me in the next minute what I want to know, I shall have you both killed. Is that understood?”
“Yes, sir,” both henchmen said in unison.
Felonious looked at them. They looked back.
“Not as such, sir,” Minion one said, his voice barely audible.
“I’m sorry,” Felonious said. “I didn’t quite catch that.”
Lenny sighed. The breeze almost knocked Felonious over. “No, sir. We didn’t sink it because the other ship hit the explosives and blew up. There was nothing left to blow up the French ship with. I tried to move the bomb, but all I managed was to get caught up in the blast myself.”
Felonious turned his back to the men and stared out the window. “You mean to tell me I give you two one thing to do—blow up the dirty French dogs and their abomination of a statue—and you can’t even get that right?”
He paced. “I thought I had the right men for the job when I hired you two. Now I find out I was wrong.” Felonious spun about the room, speaking to himself—the only person he trusted. “I was so certain you two were the right men. But if I was wrong, what am I going to do? I can’t have you two going around telling the world I was wrong. What would people think?”
“Boss, youse wasn’t wrong,” Minion one said. “We are the right guys for the job. It wasn’t our fault the wrong ship hit the bomb. The current grabbed it and carried it into the other ship’s path.”
Felonious continued talking, ignoring that the goon had spoke at all. “What should I do with these two? Perhaps I should simply kill them. Isn’t that what happens to people who fail?”