The scheme of a lifetime

Chapter Three

My head was swirling, confused, dizzy. Cassidy, plot to distroy everything she has worked for? Good grades, friends... All down the drain because of what? I don't know. I can't even start to understand her. But for now, I just tried to stick with what we were doing.

I was assigned Bridget as my partner to scout out bombs for sale in the city. Kayla and Marina were partnered up to find shelter and some sort of stream for clean water. Redgen and Warren were assigned to go to the city with us to find a steady food supply and extra ammo for everyone. Aparently, Rodger already had enough guns for everyone.

We took off with our team, then split off.

"Kaitlyn... what is going on, I mean with my sister..." She trailed off.

I began to pick up the pace; this subject wasn't fun for either of us.

"I have a feeling that Cassidy has some sort of plan, she would never try to do something so stupid and cruel. You know her better than I do, what do you think?"

Bridget studied my ideas, then spoke softly, "I know my sister... I know that she has something going on. I can just feel it. But, she can easily be swayed by opinions. They might have tricked her. Or offered a valueable reward for this act of stupidity."

I kept my mouth shut after that - she was right. Something big is going on. And we had no clue what it was.

We continued down the block with occasional stares from people as we entered a fireworks shop that might sell illegal bombs. Goody!

"This the place for bombs big enough to blow a school to ash?" Bridget asked with a deadly tone.

The man at the counter looked confused, but then I pulled out a wad of cash Jacob had left with us.

"We got dough." I said lightly.

He smiled and took us around to the back of his shop, jabbering on and on about how he has never seen so much money on one roll. I just rolled my eyes occasionally to give that, yeah I'm listening, but I don't care, look.

And then I was staring at the biggest bomb I have ever seen in my life. Bridget whistled. 

I may have overplayed this, but I casually asked, "That the biggest you got?"

The man was discouraged by my tone, but said, "Nah. I got a forty-pound nuke that can blow up anything within ah' thousand miles. Follow me."

Bridget and I fist-bumped below our waists, hiding our grins from the storekeeper.

"This big 'nough for you guys?" He leaned onto the bomb the size of a small child.

Bridget and I faced each other, nodded, and turned back to the man.

"Yes." We said in unison.

"I'll get the truck. Gimmie' an address and this baby will be up there in a few hours."

We both smiled, and Bridget handed the man a slip of crinkled paper.

The man looked confused again as he read the address. "What, you guys camping or something?"

"None of your buisness, sir." Bridget replied sternly.

"Uh 'kay. See you up there."

And we left, both squealing with joy. Our roll shrunk a few thousand dollars, but that was okay. There was enough for In and Out Burger and we were both starving. We called Warren and decided that was a good place to meet up.

After inhaling our food, we ran back up the hill, now out of breath.

Sam stalked down to us. He saw us all empty handed, and sighed, "What am I going to do with you people?"

I stepped foward along with Warren and we both explained that our purchases were in trucks already on their way.

Sam dismissed us, and we caught up with Kayla and Marina who had found a cave with a stunning view over the valley. We all set up our packs that Sam had gotten for us. Inside was a sleeping bag, dehydrated ice cream, a small pillow, a flashlight, a gun, and a hairbrush for the girls.

"He thought of everything!" Kayla said exitedly and held up her purple hairbrush for us to see.

"Hey, where'd he get all of the money?" I asked curiously. They all knew who I was talking about.

Marina tapped me and I turned to face her.

"Rodger said that he robbed an armored car and an ice cream truck in the same day. Dehydrated ice cream. Yeah, thats where it came from."

I couldn't help giggling. Oh, Rodger. What have you done?