Chase The Rabbit: Gretch Bayonne Action Adventure Series Book #1 Read Online Free

Nice to see you again, Betty.” 
                  I hammered down the second shot of whiskey and raised my hand to get two more. This was going to be a long night. 
                  “You are Bay, the writer?” one of the men asked. 
                  “Yes, I am,” I replied. The man looked very familiar but I could not place him. My immediate instinct was that he was not a fan. “You know my work?” I asked him.
    “I am Karl von Wiegand” he said. 
                  I nearly passed out on the spot. Karl was one of the biggest reporters of all time. Way out of my league. 
                  “My god,” I said. “It is an honor to meet you, sir!” I instantly regretted saying that, feeling like an idiot and a hero worshipper. It wasn’t normally my style to act star struck. 
                  “Thank you. I have read a lot of your work and am always impressed,” he shot back. 
                  “You’re kidding? You’ve read my stories?” 
                  “Yes, a lot of them, Mr. Bay. You see, what I admire about you is that you are an independent writer. You are not on anyone’s payroll, and so I trust your take on things. You are a good writer. Sometimes I wish I were in your shoes, Mr. Bay.” 
                  I was floored! “Well,” I said, “it doesn’t pay that well.  But thank you.” 
                  “What are you writing now?” he asked. 
                  “Nothing” I said. “Well, actually, I just got an assignment tonight, but it is crazy and I don’t think it will pan out. A missing person story. But I have to go all the way to California to look for him. I have never been to Hollywood, so it should be interesting.” 
                  “You are going to Hollywood?” he asked. 
                  “Yes, I have to get to Hollywood.” I replied. 
                  “That is unbelievable!” he said. The others at the table continued their conversations around us, lost in a sea of laughter and jangling piano. 
                  “Mr. Bay, you do know about the Great Graf trip tomorrow morning to the Olympics, right?” 
                  “I heard something about it,” I said, lying. 
                  “William Randolph Hearst has commissioned the Graf to take all of Hollywood’s major stars on a cross country flight from the Empire State Building to the Olympics’ opening ceremonies in California,” he said.
                  “I will be on board to cover the story. You haven’t heard about that? It has been all over the news the last few weeks,” he said. 
                  “Yes, of course,” I said. “I’ve seen the newsreels at the nickelodeons. That’s tomorrow?” 
                  “Yes, Mr. Bay, the biggest news story of the year starts tomorrow.” 
                  “Wow. That snuck up on me,” I replied, gesturing to the bartender to bring me two more shots. 
                  Walker chimed in abruptly, “But believe me, Mister!  She’s not like her sister! Ha, ha, ha. Bay, let’s get a cab and finish that song!” 
                  “I’ve got to get across the river tonight, Jimmy” I said. “But, yeah, we will finish that song someday.” He waved me off saying, “Yeah, that could be a hit!” 
                  “Mr. Bay,” Karl said, “I might be able to get you on board the Graf.” 
                  “Oh?” I said.
                  “It is possible,” he replied, twirling a straw and looking down in thought. 
                  “You would have to board very early, in New Jersey, before the passengers arrive. Before they go to the Empire State Building. And you would have to stay out of sight.
    You would have to stay up