“Ah, there you are,” Charlie said as the kids approached him.
“What, what happened?” Kid asked in amazement.
“Young Connor Jackson, isn’t it?” Charlie asked towards Gears. While Mr. Thompson knew and secretly helped out Kid Combat and SOCKs, only Kid Combat and Samantha knew that. Charlie, still wanting to keep his secret, asked Connor Jackson to survey the damages down to Maple Forest.
“Yea, sure,” Connor said back. “I’ll be right back guys.”
Charlie Thompson stood there with a big smile on his face. He felt vindication for defeating Jones and helping out Kid Combat.
“How? How did you stop him?” Kid asked again of his friend. Charlie walked closer to his two friends and put his arms on Kid and Samantha’s shoulders.
“Politics can be very tricky, my boy. Sometimes you forget to file the smallest piece of paper and your whole world can come crashing down on you. That is, if someone knows where to look. Seems Jones didn’t think anyone would stand up to him. I guess he was wrong,” Charlie finished with a wink.
Kid didn’t know what to say. He owed everything to Charlie Thompson. Eventually, Kid mustered out a simple “Thank-you.”
“You saved me and my home once, Kid. It was time I repaid the favor. Maple Forest should be safe for now, but don’t count Jones out too quickly. He’ll come up with something. He always does…”
As his limo sped down the streets of Elmcrest, Jones looked out the window.
That park is a curse to me. He thought to himself. It has brought me nothing but misery, humiliation, and has cost me millions.
As Jones thought to himself, next to him, the Boy in Blue sat. With his usual hood up and sunglasses on, the boy seemed very agitated.
As they drove down the streets of Elmcrest, not too many words were said between the two men. They sat in silence until the divider that separated the driver’s portion of the car and where Jones and the Boy in Blue were sitting started to retract. Driving the limo, Two looked in the rear view mirror at Jones and asked him, “What do we do now about Maple Forest, sir?”
Awakened from his day dreaming, Jones looked over at Two. “That park is dead to me. I never wish to speak of it again,” Jones said in frustration. “Take me home.”
“Yes, sir. Right away, sir,” Two answered. A second later, the divider went back up.
“Looks like you lost again,” the Boy in Blue said to Jones. The boy sat there leering at Jones with his arms folded across his chest.
Jones turned to the Boy in Blue and smiled. “Lost? Ha! My boy, I won more than you can possibly know.”
Curious, the young boy tilted his head and took off his sunglasses. The puzzled look on the boys face was not lost by Jones.
“And how is that?” the Boy in Blue asked.
Jones’s grin got larger. “I never wanted this park. If I really wanted this park – it would be a parking lot right now,” Jones said. He sat up a little higher and straightened his tie. Smoothing it out, he continued. “It was all about finding out who was helping Kid Combat. Now I know who that is – Thompson.”
A chuckle. Jones sat back and thought about how ironic it was. The same very man Jones fought with so many years ago. It seemed it was time for round two.
The Boy in Blue sat there and tried to figure out what Jones’ plan was.
“We still have Lincoln and the rest of the schools, sir,” the Boy in Blue said back to Jones.
“Very good,” Jones said as he looked up with a proud smile on his face. “You are catching on fast, my son.”
“Thank you, father,” the Boy in Blue said. With a smile of his own, he put his sunglasses back on and sat back.
“Begin phase two,” Jones said to his son. “I can’t destroy their park, but I will destroy their schools...”
Table of Contents
Chapter One:
Chapter Two:
Chapter Three:
Chapter Four:
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven:
Chapter Eight:
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven:
Chapter Twelve
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