AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 3: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 22nd

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     “He forgave us,” was all she said,
and I almost started crying with her.  
     For the next hour, I dumped cages 
and watched them whisper back and forth
to each other.                         
     Finally, I had to ask, “You’re    
like a Mouse Whisperer, huh?”          
     Denise laughed, and it even looked
like Dodger was laughing too.          
     “Most people get a cat or a dog   
for a pet, but I’ve always liked mice. 
I don’t know why. I just do. They’re so
cute, but it’s like I don’t own them   
really, you know? Instead, it’s like   
they own me. Does that even make       
sense?”                                
     “It makes perfect sense,” I said, 
and then asked, “So, what happens now?”
     “We have to turn him in at our    
next break.”                           
     “That’s only five minutes from    
now.”                                  
     “I know.”                         
     “We could just let him go. I won’t
say a fucking thing. I promise.”       
     “I believe you, but unfortunately,
by this time tomorrow, they’ll know one
mouse is missing.”                     
     “He escaped, and we couldn’t find 
him?”                                  
     “Camera,” she said and pointed to 
one over the only door in and out of   
the Dark-Side.                         
     I forgot about the cameras. They  
were in almost every room, except the  
hallways for some reason. “Shit! Do    
they also record audio?”               
     “Thankfully no, but the video is  
bad enough.”                           
     “Damn!” I said, and then got an   
idea.                                  
     “Run! Run! Run!” I screamed at    
Dodger and also started waving my arms 
around.                                
     That’s exactly what he did.       
     “What the...” Denise started to   
say, but I interrupted her.            
     “Unfortunately, Dodger escaped... 
too bad, but there he is. While you get
him, I’ll get between you and the      
camera.”                               
     I pushed the carts and racks      
around, pretending to look for the     
mouse. It’s not my fault they all      
happened to block the camera’s view.   
     Denise didn’t even hesitate. She  
grabbed Dodger and put him in her      
pocket.                                
     “Let’s go,” she said, and we      
headed out the door.                   



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CHAPTER 3: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 22nd
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