But what possible link could there be between a poorly run medical school, Chinese manipulation of rare earth metals and corn shortages?
I pay for gas, two Taquitos and a Big Gulp. Gas for now, gas for the road, gas for later. By the time I return to the pump, my car is gone.
The car thief could be miles away by now. I regret that I filled up my tank. I take a bite from one of my Taquitos.I regret doing that.
Auto alone, a gentle breeze caresses my face. Wait. A breeze. I realize what happened. I had left my wind-powered hybrid’s sails unfurled.
Brain freeze! As I straighten up again I spot my car behind 7-11, slammed up against the store’s dumpster. It had been there the whole time.
Driving the lonesome highway I reflect on the case so far. Regi Granger is missing classes at a medical school led by an ADHD Chancellor.
I’m halfway back to the city when I realize I’m being followed. It’s hard to miss the small gray Honda with the Zipcar logo on each door.
Before I’ve gone far the Zipcar is behind me again. It appears there’s only one way to lose my pursuer: A high-speed chase through traffic.
I hit a truck turning left and swerve into oncoming traffic. My car spins around narrowly missing a bus. I hit the brake and speed up again.
Missing mother and child, I keep going. I screech to a stop and bolt up the stairs. The train surges through the station without stopping.
I stop at the next station and stagger to the entrance. Nicoli is descending the steps. I yell “Hold it!” He turns to escape and I fire.
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