CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED and THIRTEEN
(part two)
“Stay here,” Sandy said. “Sissy will buy us some time.”
The buzzer rang again. Sandy walked with Sissy to the door. She mussed Sissy’s hair so it looked like she’d been sleeping. Aden gave her a big T-shirt that looked like a night shirt. She kicked off her shoes.
“Charlie?” Sandy turned around to find him standing behind her.
“I got this,” Charlie said.
The buzzer rang for the third time.
“Go on, Sissy,” Sandy said. “We’ll be right here.”
Sissy puffed up her cheeks a few times, jumped up and down, and yanked the door open. She trotted out into the cool morning to the two irritated Federal Marshalls.
“Oh. Oh. Oh,” Sissy said when she got near them. “No one is awake and… I don’t know the code… and I…”
“Who does?”
“I don’t know… I don’t know… Um…”
“Sissy!” Charlie yelled from the side door. “What the hell are you doing? Mom’s gonna be pissed.”
“They want to get in,” Sissy said. “Do you know the code?”
“No,” Charlie said.
“Sorry!” Sissy spun in place and ran back to the house. Half way to the door, she turned around and said, “I’ll wake up my mom and see if she knows the code.”
“Thanks,” the Marshalls gave a kind of annoyed wave.
Sissy slipped into the house. Noelle was there to hug her and everyone gave a quiet cheer.
“Val?” Delphie asked.
“Samantha is on her way,” Valerie said.
“And the rest?”
“They landed twenty minutes ago,” Mike said. “I think they are in the…”
“We’re here…” a man’s voice came from the kitchen.
Having come through the coal tunnel entrance, a group of soldiers moved through the Castle kitchen. In the center of the group was Alex Hargreaves. Her team was helping her dress into a blue suit while she walked. She was on the phone. One team member held her blue shoes so she could step into one and then the other. She waved to everyone in the dining room then stopped so Margaret, MJ’s partner, could zip her skirt. Her brother Colin and her partner Arthur “Raz” Rasmussen were the next focus of her teams efforts.
“Where are the Feebs?” Alex asked as she hung up her phone.
“Behind you,” a man’s voice came from the kitchen.
“Do not be late,” Alex pointed to the first man He laughed and pointed to her misbuttoned shirt. She swore and rebuttoned it. The men who’d combed through Yvonne’s journals last night moved into the living area.
“They are so cool,” Charlie said to Tanesha under his breath.
“We only think we are,” MJ said as he passed behind Charlie to get to Honey. Honey squealed at how ripe he smelled.
“Just a warning…” Alex said. “We stink.”
“Uh, Mike?” The big guy who took care of Teddy in the summer said. “Where’s the bacon?”
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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