Adam Taurus Novels & Stories

Diana The next morning, as I waited for Martin to come to pick me up, I heard a car drive into our yard. Thinking it was Martin, I opened the door and came out carrying my bowl of cereal with Walter on my tail. I stopped short when I saw my car with Adam in the driver's seat. My heart froze when he opened the door and stepped out in full slow-mo. His dirty blond hair was the first thing I saw before I allowed my eyes to travel down his athletic body. He had another one of his famous wisdom black shirts on with words on it about living life fast before death knocked. It was partly tucked into black ripped jeans. He wore a navy blue corduroy shirt over the t-shirt.

He clanked a spoon on the glass he held and they all went silent, gazing at him eagerly. "Welcome all. Tonight we mark a grand moment in history. Today we celebrate the official launching of the AT5000, it's model one of a kind, the best 2021 could ever produce. Not only does Taurus company line create comfortable and fast cars but the Taurus AT5000 is finesse. Classique, sleek with a touch of high-speed, futuristic tech and beauty." He paused, making sure everyone in the room stared at him with keen interest.

“Yeah, but if the Tulsa team has already approached this guy several times, and he doesn’t want to join them, why would he go with us now?” “I don’t know,” Aaron replied, pushing the door open. “She asked us to try, so we’ll try.” He got out of the car and headed into the establishment, hoping to get this over with rather quickly. It only took him a moment to find the man he was looking for. At six-two and well over two hundred pounds, an unruly mop of dark hair on his head, he was certain the guy in the back with the pool stick in his hand, his mouth running, and a crowd of onlookers surrounding him must be Elliott Sanderson.