Chapter Fourteen
Target acquired
Earlier that very same morning Mr. A and Mr. B had met for a breakfast. Of course without masks. They knew each other for years after all. They were electrified and in a very good tensed mood. All their dreams, philosophy, and plans would lift off into real action today.
They had fetched the van the night before. It looked like that from a moving firm now: brown of color, a shield on its side reading, “Moving Places - you call we haul!” It had a phone number under it that would reach a virtual voice box.
Mr. M had given them the file of Iris along with the drop out papers of Jessica. Lots to do today for sure. So they got into working clothes after their meal: heavy work boots, jeans, flannel shirts. They looked like many workers in heavy lifting or bui
