Monday, September 22, 2014

Chapter 56

With the blind, narrow-minded, and big-mouthed cowardice common to most terrorists, the three sordid Mexicans crawled out of their gassy pickle-shaped tomb to retrieve the camera bag.

After Lucy bolted, they spotted the camera bag's stroller being abandoned by a spit-up covered mother.

No one was watching.

They made their move.

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