Chapter 8: kidnap?
"Mr. Newell I'm heading to the cafe. Want anything?"
"Nah not today, Mrs. Newell made me a sack lunch."
"Alrighty."
I ran across the street to the corner cafe for some lunch. Usually it's pretty packed about this time of day, but for some reason it's a ghost town. The bell jingles as I walk in.
"Andy? Where's every-mmmfgh!"
A cloth covers my nose and mouth and I smell something sweet before there is nothing but darkness.
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Back seat of an unremarkable black sedan.
"Target acquired sir."
"Good. Very good."
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