Chapter 7

It will come as no surprise to most of the readers that this is not only fiction but bald faced lies. The author has been known to stretch the truth past breaking. He is fully aware that Monster Millions is his own creation and does not exist in reality. He is also cognizant of the fact that this an alternate reality. The names might be real ... the people are not. If your name is in here ... it’s not you ... any of you.

In a fast moving camo painted high horsepower big block powered Suburban with a black bag over my head and cuffed both ends ... hands and feet ... and a waist chain ... I had no idea where I was. I remembered reading a spy novel. The hero was in a similar situation ... he remembered every turn and the sound of the engine during the straights ... he made his escape and killed everybody ... then he drove away from the massacre by remembering the trip backwards ... no lights ... in the dark ... in the mountains ... in the rain. With lightning bolts crashing all around blowing huge craters in the road surface. He made it down the mountain with narry a mistake ... rescued the women ... disarmed the nuclear weapon by cutting the blue wire and sneaked off so no one could take his picture ... I wondered how he could do that ... I was lost after the third turn.