Back The Big Question
Chapters (16)
  1. Cover
  2. Colophon Page
  3. ALSO BY CHUCK BARRIS
  4. Copyright
  5. Dedication
  6. Epigraph
  7. I
  8. II
  9. III
  10. IV
  11. V
  12. VI
  13. VII
  14. Author’s Note
  15. Acknowledgments
  16. About the Author

When the show returned to the TV screen, Denko was in a hospital chair at center stage. Host Dusty Rhodes said something cheerily stupid and out of place like, “This is the moment we’ve all been waiting for!” Rhodes proceeded to move the table with the glass of poisoned Madeira closer to Denko and placed the straw in his mouth. Denko sucked the contents out of the glass into his body through the straw. The program’s host disappeared from view as the camera crawled closer and closer toward the face of Jonathan Denko.

Denko twitched and winced and…

III

Early one morning the executive vice president of expeditions…

Early one morning the executive vice president of expeditions was wandering the halls as he sometimes did before the Museum of Natural History opened to the public. The veep enjoyed the quiet prior to the hustle and bustle of his workday. While walking the halls he was somewhat startled to find another employee, a maintenance man, leaning on his broom and sipping a cup of Starbucks coffee, staring in wonder at the Brontosaurus.

Dr. Gregory Bukinberg, a man who himself had risen from the maintenance department to become one of the museum’s leaders, watched with interest as the enthralled janitor moved from one exhibit to another. The last exhibit in the aisle, the huge Deinocheirus discovered in the sixties by members of a Polish-Mongolian-American expedition, seemed to fascinate the maintenance man the most.

“Amazing, those long arms, are they not?” remarked Dr. Bukinberg, walking up to the maintenance man.

Linus Major, his mind miles away, jumped with surprise, then quickly pulled himself to attention. Linus recognized Dr. Bukinberg immediately and was terribly distraught to be caught with a cup of coffee in his hand. It was against museum rules to have food of any kind in the museum. Especially while on the job. He’d intended to throw the coffee away a few minutes ago, long before the museum opened, but his interest in the Deinocheirus had made him lose track of time.

“We can both get rid of our cups when we finish our coffee,” said the noted archaeologist in a quiet, clear voice, producing his cup from behind his back with a smile.

It was instant affection, at least as far as Linus was concerned.

Both men returned their attention to the extremely large arms of the Deinocheirus.