AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 10: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 29th

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     “I grab it, before that Captain   
picks up all that other stuff.”        
     That made sense, but I still had  
to say it, “We could go to jail for    
this. You know that, right?”           
     “True,” the Cat said thoughtfully,
“but I’d get worse. I’d end up back    
here, and Frankie will not be happy.   
I’ll be lucky to survive the week.”    
     I remembered the bloody bag, the  
screaming mouse, and that made me mad. 
     “Don’t worry. No one’s gonna hurt 
you. Not if I have anything to say     
about it.”                             
     “Thank you,” she said, and then   
went on about how it took her two weeks
to learn how to use her claws to type. 
At first, she kept hitting two, three  
keys at a time.                        
     “The lock on my cage was easier to
deal with than this shit,” she com-    
plained, but then found out about the  
on-screen keyboard and used that       
instead.                               
     After that got tiring, though, she
decided it was time to bite the bullet 
and learn how to type with her paws.   
“It was grueling, but I finally did it,
and all in two weeks. Is that good?”   
     “How many words a minute can you  
type?”                                 
     “I'm not sure. Let's see,” She set
a timer and started typing.            
     Even before half a minute had     
passed, she’d already typed over forty 
words, but as I started reading it,    
“What the hell is this?!”              
     I read out loud some of what she’d
written, “'All humans must die.' What  
the hell is that all about?”           
     “It's true. But, I'm going to have
to stop there and promise to tell you  
the rest of it tomorrow.”              
     “What!” I protested, “You can't   
just leave something like that up in   
the air.”                              
     “I can, and I will. Get out of    
here right now,” she looked at me men- 
acingly, and then I remembered what    
she’d written, “All humans must die.”  
     I looked at the clock, and she was
right anyway. I was five minutes over  
my time limit, and once again, I was   
running to catch up, and once again the
day dragged on like molasses trying to 
go up hill, but it wasn’t even trying  
today. It just sat there, and the clock
didn’t even move for what seemed like  
an hour.                               



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