Monday, June 12, 2017

Ernie and the Evils of Insurance by Brent Ayscough

Ernie, an experienced logger from rural Washington State, loses his job when the logging operation he works for is shut down due to the spotted owl. When he goes in to apply for unemployment, Ernie is persuaded to take a job out of state as a temporary insurance adjuster in Los Angeles. While he knows that Los Angeles will be a lot different than Sedro Woolley, Washington, and insurance adjusting a lot different than logging, really, how hard can it be? And there are lots of downed trees in Southern California after the recent earthquake and storms they had there. So packing up his trusty chainsaw in his saddlebags, Ernie hops on his motorcycle and heads south. But to his dismay, Ernie discovers that LA is a lot farther from Washington in more than just miles. Unprepared for the corruption and callousness rampant in the insurance industry, Ernie soon finds himself not only in trouble with his job, but on the top of an assassin’s hit list. Still, although Ernie might be a hick from the sticks, he’s far from stupid. Blessed with an innate intelligence, an abundance of common sense, and a redneck sense of humor, Ernie will give his enemies a hilarious run for their money…if he can just survive long enough.


He’d thought logging was a dangerous occupation, but it had nothing on insurance adjusting...

Under the boat, Ernie heard the whirring noise of the air saw and turned to see a man coming at him. At first, he first thought the coast guard had arrived.
Innocenti expected there might be a deck hand, but had not expected to see someone underneath trying to fix the shaft log. Seeing the man, he moved in aggressively with the air saw, tethered by the yellow air hose to the pump in the speedboat. Swimming rapidly toward the man trying to fix the shaft log, he charged forward, without fear, attacking with his air saw whirring at five thousand rpm, followed by little bubbles of air after the pressurized air spun the saw.
Completely surprised to meet someone trying to kill him, Ernie was startled and instinctively backed up, but not fast enough. The assailant struck Ernie in his side, and the spinning blade went through the skin to his ribs. But fortunately for Ernie, his jumping back had kept the saw blade from cutting deeply into him and severing his ribs.
Ernie pedaled back a few more feet, blood coming out of his side. He then knew it definitely was not the coast guard, and this would be a fight to the death.

About the Author:
Brent Ayscough or Ace, as he is known to friends, retired from the practice of law and lives in a house overlooking the sea in Southern California. He has always loved machines, from airplanes to motorcycles, structural design, and other interests. He has enjoyed the acquaintance of diverse and interesting people, and is widely traveled. Bits and pieces of characters he has known, places he has been, seasoned with the spice of his imagination, help him create unusual stories and characters. Extensive collaboration with experts and sources, hopefully, make his stories credible and interesting.

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