QUADS A NOVEL BY RANDY JOE GALLOWAY 1969 was the year. Sex, drugs, and rock ʻn roll came together with
a bang that changed the course of Americaʼs youth, to a destiny well beyond what was then unimaginable, a single event that charted the course for the entire world of music, art, and the brotherhood of all mankind. The ways of old gave way to the new, and the new gave way to the unknown, with the promise of peace, brotherly love, and harmony in all the earth.
CHAPTER 1 THE PROFESSORS AND THE CROOKS Professor Brooks smiled as he checked the last task off his list and prepared for a weekend of
rest and relaxation with his family. The week had been filled with a series of developmental exper- iments that could change the course of medicine. He had been working with a dream of develop- ing the cure-all medicine of the future through genetic acceleration engineering. He carefully poured the brown mixture into a storage vial and placed it in the cold storage unit and headed out the doors of his lab to greet a beautiful afternoon. Down the hall in another lab, Professor Gant was working feverishly to complete his task of man- ufacturing a batch of LSD 25. The money problems he currently faced would be replaced by the il- legal drug he was getting ready to sell for enough money to end his financial disaster. He breathed a sigh of relief as he poured the last bit into a storage vial and placed it into the cold storage unit. Little did he know that the boys he would be selling the acid to tomorrow would be breaking into the lab tonight and taking it and his plans of catching up financially with them. This is going to be easy thought the two boys as they broke out the basement window of the ex-
perimental lab and crawled through. They knew exactly where to go and get the goods they were after. They had scoped the place out when they visited with Professor Gant the day before and cut the deal to buy all the LSD he could make. They slowly made their way to the floor above them to the cold storage unit. Finding the unit was easy enough. They took the two storage vials measur- ing about a quart apiece and made their way back down to the window and headed out. Satisfied that Professor Gant had made double what he had said that he could, now all that was left to do was to make a trip by the grocery store to get the bags of sugar cubes, and they would mix the two vials dropping it on the cubes and be into the money. There would be lots of customers waiting in line tomorrow at Woodstock, the largest gathering of rock bands in the history of concerts. They were sure that the brown acid would be far superior and sell faster than anything that would be there.
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