Monday, August 16, 2010

Thunder: Chapter 9

Chapter 9- The Truth

Bonnie rose from her bed, and looked at the clock beside her. It was six thirty, the same time that she always woke up on a Saturday. She got up, and put on her robe, and went down to the kitchen, to start some breakfast. She put her bedroom shoes on, and headed to lance’s room to wake him up. When she looked in he wasn’t there. And his bed was made. He must have left to go to meet with Katie, she thought. She closed the door and slowly walked down the steps.


At her age, it was kind of hard. But she some how managed. She was a confident and independent woman. She always told Lance that nothing would ever slow her down. And she prayed that it could be true.

She got a pan out of the cabinet, and laid it on the hot oven plate. She sprayed some olive oil in the pan so the bacon wouldn’t stick. She poured a cup of coffee from the fresh pot. She sat down for a moment, and turned on the television to CNC.

She turned it on just in time for Good Morning Canton with the host Sandra Wallace. The show started out with the show’s theme song, and a bold voice saying, “This is Good Morning Canton. Live in downtown Canton with our host Sandra Wallace.” After showing a visual of the busy downtown, the camera soon focused on Sandra in the studio. Her face full of makeup gave a glare in the camera.

Wallace gave a smile, showing her pearly white teeth before speaking. “Good morning Canton on this Saturday morning. We have a special report to start our show. Last night five men were arrested after being involved in a drug bust. Mike Holland has the latest.”

This news caught Bonnie’s attention. She drunk her coffee intently. The television set then shifted to a dock yard, with a man with most of his teeth capped. “Thank you Sandra,” Holland started out. He smiled, exposing more teeth, clearly excited about the news. “Well it seems like our mystery detectives…”.

The door bell rang. Bonnie’s mind then shifted back to reality. She set her cup down and went to the door. She saw Katie when she opened. Why was she here without Lance? “Why what a surprise Katie,” she said. She poked her head out the door and looked for Lance. He wasn’t there. “Where’s Lance at?”

“What”, Katie replied.

“Well isn’t he with you? He wasn’t in his room and his bed was made. I assumed he was with you.”

“I haven’t seen him since last night.”

“Then where is he?”

“I don’t know, but there is someone that is trying to look like us.”

“What are you talking about?”

Katie pulled her to the TV screen. Mike Holland was still there, talking about the recent subject that occurred.

“It appears that our mystery detectives stopped this crime in the flesh. Instead of using their computer skill, they used their physical strength to bring this crime lord down. One of the men involved in the crime can conscious and was talking about a person dressed in black, and disappeared as soon as lightning flashed across the sky. Police denies these claims, and says that police officials came when an anonymous caller tipped them. But personally Sandra, I think they detectives tried to inform police, but when rejected, they did the job themselves. Back to you Sandra.”

Bonnie’s jaw dropped. “Was it you?”

“Of course not,” she said, “I would have to be stupid to do something like that.”

“Then who was it?”

Just then the front door opened and a person dressed in black, soaking wet appeared.

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