Chip and Die
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by Arlene Sachitano
Description: Harley Spring is a supervisor with a problem. She has to get her group through a certification inspection or Sil-Trac; the large computer chip manufacturer she works for will lose millions of dollars in contracts. When Mike, the worker in charge of figuring out why the numbers don't add up disappears, Harley receives an unusual ransom demand. Before she can respond, Mike's girlfriend finds him--dead. The race to solve the numbers problem is on and each time Harley gets close, another worker dies. Meanwhile, Mike's Uncle Andrush has his own agenda. Andrush believes Mike brought a priceless family icon to America when he immigrated, and Andrush has nothing but debts to lose. Harley finds herself in possession of the icon and the target of whomever wants the production counts to stay scrambled. If she doesn't solve the count problem, she'll lose her job. If she does it could mean her life.
eBook Publisher: Zumaya Publications/Zumaya Publications, 2003 USA
eBookwise Release Date: October 2003
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [328 KB]
Reading time: 237-332 min.
I had just finished my daily labor report when the phone rang.
"Sil-Trac, this is Harley speaking."
"Miss Harley..." said a weak voice on the other end. I could hardly hear over the sound of traffic in the background.
"Hello...Hello...Who is this?"
"Miss Harley, it's Rebecca." It sounded like she was sobbing.
"Rebecca, what's wrong?"
"It's Miroslaw." More sobbing.
"Rebecca, listen. Take a deep breath and then tell me what's wrong." I could hear engine noise in the background. "Start with where you are."
"I am at the petrol store. I went to Miroslaw's home. I am feeding Lech while Miroslaw is with his cousin." She went into another siege of sobbing. At this rate, it would be next week before I got the story out of her.
"Rebecca, if you can't tell me what's wrong, I can't help you." I had a sudden vision of Debbie Dayshift arriving at Mike's while Rebecca was feeding Lech. "Are you hurt, Rebecca?" "Not me. Miss Harley, I think Miroslaw is dying."