Hauk

Hauk pulled his car over to the side of the dirt road and looked at the map again. He had the place where he was going marked out on it, and knew that he was damn close to it.

Giving the map a close examination, Hauk then felt satisfied that he knew the route and set out again.

After another ten minutes of driving across the cultivated landscape of central Kansas, passing by corn field upon corn field, Hauk could see his goal up ahead.

The place which he had been heading to turned out to be a small, unglamorous fuel station in the middle of nowhere, consisting of the station itself and a large shack that had been propped up next to it. Currently, there were no cars in sight, save for the rusty Ford truck which stood parked just behind the shack, with its back obscured by the shack’s metal walls.

Parking next to one of the pumps, Hauk stepped out of the car and scanned the area for people, his right hand resting on the gun which he had tucked down the back of his denims.

After a couple of seconds, the door to the station opened with a painful wailing sound as the metal of its hinges did its best to resist moving, and a figure appeared into view.

It was a woman, a white blonde with long, rich curls of hair held together in a single braid which disappeared down her back, and clear blue eyes which seemed to smile affably when she got a view of Hauk. Dressed in black combat boots and blue coveralls, the woman was quite curvy and equipped with an impressive bust, while the fact that her tanned skin was apparent all down the front of her unbuttoned coveralls implied that she was wearing nothing under it. A sewed-on name tag read “Kate”.

“Hey there stranger,” The woman greeted Hauk as she walked across the yard towards his car, “how can I help you?”

“I got a friend by the name of Charlie Parker in Denver, says you can send a man far on his way to where he’s going.” Hauk replied, feeling his cock stir at the sight of the exposed cleft in the centre of the woman’s bosom.

“I take it you mean my teleportation-skills that you’re talking about?” The woman said, giving Hauk another smile.

“Yep,” Hauk said, nodding his head, “I’m Hauk by the way.”

“And I’m Kate, like the tag says.” The woman offered her grease-stained right hand to Hauk, who shook it.
Kate and her magic would get him and his car to either New York or Chicago without any troubles. He was pretty sure that he could afford the journey to Chicago, but for New York he might have to get “persuasive”.

Either way, he would need his car along with him, since it was not only the means for his transportation but also the storage facility for his rather large arsenal, which consisted of several revolvers and pistol, a few shotguns, a pair of Tommy Guns and a bolt-action Springfield rifle, with a scope.

“So, handsome Hauk, where do you want to go today?” Kate queried.