Kidnapping Time

Prologue

Prologue

The snow danced frantically outside a cute log cabin that looked like it had jumped off the front of a Christmas card. The howling wind was loud but couldn’t quite drown out the sound of squeaking bedsprings, which were accompanied by the sound of rapid heavy breathing that suddenly ended in a huge sigh of ecstasy.

“Oops, looks like you caught me being naughty. So who am I and who am I talking to? Well beloved reader, I’m talking directly to you. Unconventional I know but I have such a fantastic story to tell you that I can't contain myself. As for who am I? Well here are a few clues. One, I am supposed to be dead. Two, I want to know where all my royalties are since my image appears to have been used a billion times since my so called death. Three, I like to get naked and I do like s*x and if you could actually see me you would be in no doubt about that. Some like it hot but I like it a lot............. Are you getting warmer? Well I’m certainly getting warmer and I need a drink, so excuse me while I pour myself some amber nectar and caress that cold glass next to my naked n****e.

Ok enough of that, I’m here to tell you a story and I don’t want you distracted. I thought I was a bit of a misfit but the two characters you are about to meet, well they make me seem dull, well almost, let’s not get carried away. Their names rival mine for recognition that’s for sure. I guess by now you know who I am and if you buy me a diamond I might be your best friend that’s all I can say. Enough clues let’s get on with the story.

If I weren’t in this particular story I wouldn’t have believed it myself. Do the names H. G. Wells and Leonardo Da Vinci mean anything to you? Well you are about to meet their very brilliant descendants. The year is 2012 and it’s been 50 years since you last saw me in the flesh so to speak. Oh and if you could see me you would see I haven’t changed a bit, but how can that be? There in lies the story!”