My Ride is a Bitch (The Kurtherian Gambit Book 13) Read Free

called back from the room across the hall, “I don’t know.” There was a knock, “Klaus, wake up. We have an unexpected visitor.”

    “Here?” Gunter could hear the tired man ask.

    “No,” Dieter replied, “across the street, we might need to intercept so get prepared.” He stepped back into the front room, “What now?”

    “She is knocking on the door,” Gunter said. “Is the volume up?” Seconds later, they heard the door open from across the street, and Mason’s voice came in loud and clear.

    “Hello?”

    The female’s voice answered, “I’m sorry, Mr. Jayden, but the Clark County School District is concerned about your daughter, Anne. She has missed two days of school already.”

    “Anne? Yes, she’s sick.”

    “May I see her?” the lady responded.

    “What? No. I’m sorry, who did you say you were again?”

    “My name is Bethany Anne…”

    —

    If anyone had looked straight up, they would be looking in the right area to see a tiny little black dot up in the sky.

    Would they be able to see it? No.

    John was listening to the conversation below, “ArchAngel, you are capturing the audio from wireless signals?”

    “Yes, John. Small wireless signals are coming from the house Bethany Anne is at and sending in the direction of a couple of houses across the street.”

    “You can’t tell which one?”

    “No, only direction. It is either the house directly across, or the one to the south of it.”

    John continued listening to the conversation as Bethany Anne spoke.

    “My name is Bethany Anne, and I help the Clark County School District maximize their income by confirming all able-bodied children are attending school. It reduces truancy.”

    “In a Ferrari?”

    John chuckled, wondering how his boss was going to answer this question. He could hear the pause, almost seeing her turn around to confirm that yes, she had driven a Ferrari.

    “Well, yes. It’s my new car. You see, I’m a helper for the school district in the mornings. The rest of the day, I play a trophy wife.”

    Up in the sky, John was slapping the side of the Pod trying to control his laughter, “Oh God!” He screamed, “ArchAngel, please tell me you are recording this?”

    “I am, John.”

    He wiped a tear from his face as he tried to stifle his laughter, “Sweet blessed mother of Saint Payback-is-a-Bitch, I’m going to use this sometime in the future.” John had to stifle any further comments as the two beneath him continued talking.

    —

    “She is a school helper?” Gunter asked, puzzled.

    “American school’s get paid by how many children are in the classroom each day. It is very expensive for the local school district when a child is out sick.” Klaus explained as he walked into the room, adjusting his holster and slipping in his pistol.

    “This could be a problem,” Dieter explained. “We only need him to go to work one last time. Do we snatch her, or what?”

    Gunter shrugged, “We only do something if she won’t leave.”

    —

    The lady in front of Mason’s voice changed, sweeter somehow and yet more commanding, “Let me in, Mason.”

    Mason opened the door wider and stepped back, “Why don’t you come in, Ms. Anne.”

    Bethany Anne stepped into the home behind Ashur who had jumped in ahead of her, looking around. “My name is just…you know, never mind.” She looked down at Ashur, “Find out if we have a problem.” Ashur took off, running up the steps.

    “NO!” Mason scrambled behind Bethany Anne, pushing her out of the way as both of them heard a chuff from the room up the stairs. Mason grabbed hold of the railing, swinging to jump to the third step. He was running up the stairs and was surprised when he stumbled off balance, feeling as though he was pushed aside. He righted himself and continued racing to his daughter's room.

    She absolutely, positively couldn’t leave that bed.

    —-

    “Gott Verdammt!” Klaus bolted out of the room, running down the hall