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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4118056" data-attributes="member: 3285">Puppet Shows and Shadow Plays: Part 6b – I Want This CarThe next time their Cistrons beeped, it was two in the morning.Everyone except Hammer and Jim-Bean stumbled out of the West Hollywood hotel and into the van.  Archive took up his usual seat in the van’s central chair, with access to an array of keyboards and monitors. Guppy hopped in the passenger’s seat.“We’ve got a flag at the Harem Room,” said Archive.  “It’s a strip club in a nasty part of Los Angeles.”“Have the police set up a perimeter a mile outside of that area,” said Blade.  “I don’t want to spook it.”“We’re there already,” said Jim-Bean over his headset.  “Having a Ferrari makes all things possible.”“Well?” asked Blade.There was some chatter on the other side.  “I…ah crap, here’s Miller’s dead body.  So he jumped.”“The Mondial’s here too,” added Hammer on the other line.There was a scream in the distance.“What was that?” asked Blade.“Some guy is dead in the parking lot with his pants down.  Get this, he’s wearing a Ferrari jacket.” “So it dumped the Ferrari and the body and grabbed new wheels…” postulated Caprice.“And a stripper,” said Archive.  “There’s one thing I didn’t tell you guys.  This thing likes women. The prostitutes that Kenneth Braverman killed were sexually molested.”“Great,” said Blade.  “As if this wasn’t disgusting enough.”“A blonde woman in a green sedan just smashed through the police blockade,” said Archive.  “We’re on our way!” said Jim-Bean over the comm.“Us too.”  Blade drove right past the Harem Room sign and kept driving. “What did she just throw out the window?” asked Hammer, his voice rising.  They could hear Jim-Bean shifting the Ferrari’s gears.Jim-Bean started to say something but it was cut off by the sound of an explosion ahead of the van.  A few seconds later, they caught sight of the flaming wreckage of Jim-Bean’s stolen Ferrari.  The two agents were standing by the side of the road, waving their badges at oncoming cars.Ahead, the green sedan was struggling.  The other agents had managed to shoot out one of its wheels.Blade hit the gas.  He pulled up alongside the car.Guppy, who was in the passenger’s seat, peered out the window, only to see the barrel of an AK-47 pointing at him.“I think this was a bad idea!” He ducked just as the PANG! PANG! PANG! Of bullets dented the exterior of the bulletproof van. Blade yanked the wheel hard, sideswiping the rear axle of the car.The sedan spun out of control, smashing right through the store window of Neptune Mannequins.They screeched to a halt and everyone got out.  Lights flickered inside.  “Mannequins.” Blade took out his composite bow.  “Of all the places to lose a stripper, it had to be mannequins.”</blockquote>

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