Chapter 29

Not everyone in this alternate ... alternate ... alt ... control ... delete ... what ever this is ... is honest and law abiding. Fer sure it’s not the real thing ... the real thing would require a police citation slapped under the wiper on the driver’s side. Fer sure the cop would have noticed the guns laying about.

The wrecker driver just towing the van ... unofficially ... should not have happened ... officially. And they didn’t go to the police impound lot ... they took it to the wrecker yard. After gassing the tank, the van was excellent ... so they gave it to a garage band. The kids in the band were getting calls and needed a mover. They had been using a shop trailer.

There wasn’t anyone to claim the van stolen ... it had current plates ... hell ... why not? When Alice and her friends were delivered by Carol and the VW bus to the school Monday the van was gone.

It is well known that beautiful teenage girls recognize their particular friends but the rest of the world is unimportant.

Life revolves around them. Accosted they simply turned back to the doors and the security of the school. Minutes later the men were gone, Jackie was waiting. They loaded up in the Campervan and had their weekend party.

Tuesday, the school was visited by one of the Under Secretaries of State, several fit men and a party of swarthy men. One of them was that nations under secretary of state.

One of their billionaires was missing.

The State realized the intent ... capture a few blonds ... but ... ya can’t just ask ... can ya. He was actually enjoying the conversation. The missing billionaire was notorious at home.

Alice was the only girl called into the office. Presented with a photograph of the perp ... she looked closely and said,

“No, sir ... never saw him. Who is he?” “Really?” “You should ask the other girls.” “Maybe he was there for one of them.”

Alice is older than she looks. She’s had a lot of practice with the role ... blond teen ditz ... over the years.