Chapter Twenty
Behind the Blackboard
“True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.”
- Kurt Vonnegut
Mia and I cleaned off the tables, removed our aprons, and followed them out of the room. A stretch limousine was waiting outside. We held the doors open for them and, at a nod from Dr. Liston, joined them inside.
It was sheer luxury inside, all black leather, padded seats, and a full bar.
“Now,” Dr. Liston said, rubbing his hands together, “it’s time to show you how it all works. We’re on our way to the Phase One school. On the way, Dr. Burton and I will be happy to answer any additional questions you might have.”
“Can we speak openly, in front of them?” Professor Sullivan asked, pointing at Mia and me.
“Of course. I said they
