Date: Mon, 4 May 2015 14:29:57 -0300
From: Victor Lucas <boy-driver@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mt Pleasant High - Part 15

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MT. PLEASANT HIGH - SERIES

   The last chapter:
   The Georgetown County Gazette published on Sunday the whole story about
the escaping of Capo Monteiro since the very beginning.
   Darlene Mayer, Monteiro family's lawyer, the Capo Monteiro and his sons
and wives were arrested.
   Lopez and Miles were received privileged information and managed to out
of jail.

   "Miles?"
   "What?"
   "Are we lucky or what? Check who's driving in..."
   "That's the car! The little fuckers who got our money!"
   Miles silently thanked God, but if he thought again, he was being so
paradoxical that he should really not thank anyone, especially not God.
   "Now it's just a matter of time. After school we follow them and figure
out where they live."
   "Are we gonna wait here?"
   "Better not. A car parked in front of a school for too long with two men
inside might look suspicious. Trust me."
   Lopez knew what he was talking about.

------

PART 15 - BACK TO MT. PLEASANT HIGH

   Paul Sardington woke up to the first day of school with the same
thoughts that had been on his mind for over a week now. He woke up with a
tent in his boxers and thinking about that night in Hennesey Park when he
saw his school buddies fucking on that car's hood. Then Zack handled his
cock and sucked him. Oh man, that shit was intense, the most intense thing
ever... Even more than when he fucked that chubby girl, he was not willing
to remember that. He remembered the exact words Zack told him that night.

		"Oh, fuck man... Just don't ever tell a soul about it..."
		"You gonna like it..."

   Though Paul wasn't willing to admit that night, that live gay action
happening presented by Matt and Josh before his eyes had turned him on and
boiled up his teenager hormones. Zack handling his cock was not bad at all
either.
   No one could know what happened after that, not even his shadow could
but he did ask Zack to suck him.

		"Zack... Suck my cock man..."
		"Really?"
		"Oh yeah man, I lied to you. That girl never sucked my
cock. Go crazy and just do it Please..."

   Zack and he never brought that up again, but he sure had that in mind
everyday. That was all he could think about when jerking off those
days. The unique feeling of his friend's mouth in his cock, getting all the
way in. The weird but amazing sensation when it was totally engulfed and
Zack's nose got to his pubes... He couldn't help it and started stroking
his meat! That was unforgettable, shooting a load of his sperm and Zack
swallowing the whole damned thing? Talk about something that was hot! He
wanted to do that again but was scared with every single cell of his body
that it meant he was gay. He couldn't be gay. Or better, he didn't know
anything about that and the consequences it would have, but he knew for
sure being gay couldn't mean a really good thing.
   One more thing that wouldn't go away from his mind at all were the words
that Zack told him when he was surprised his "straight" friend swallowed
all his cum...

		"Man... It's fucking delicious. Plus you shoot a whole
damned load man... You always do that?"
		"Dunno man..."
		"Fucking awesome."
		"You liked it?"
		"LOVED IT!"
		"Really?"
		"Wow man... Could do it all over again..."

   Paul was jerking off laying on his bed and that was uncontrollable,
impossible not to do it. Since that night in the park, it became a law. He
would think about that night every single morning. He even dreamt about it!
The effect it had in him was clear when he shot his load. Before that, he
shot reasonable loads and not very far but, after that, when he started
thinking about his buddies instead of girls, his jizz would fly high and
land up in his chest and sometimes it would hit his chin!
   This morning after he came, again landing on his chest, he kept thinking
about Matt. He would probably have some classes with Matt and Josh
too. Damn he felt like he wanted to approach Matt in the party last
Saturday but Matt seemed so upset and started drinking so heavily that he
was forced to miss that opportunity. Josh was different, he didn't feel
that attraction for him, undeniable and persistent.

   Josh walked into the school building side by side with Shawn and Philip
and he felt good coming back to school, his life was different but he was
up to the challenge, he even felt that, at some point, he was going to
become an out and proud homosexual but, not now, in the future, whenever he
decided he was ready. Right now he had more urgent things to deal with,
like that jewelry thing that he felt uncertain about. It just felt right,
but it seemed to be wrong. That whole thing was confusing.
   Shawn was excited about the new school, the people were welcoming
especially girls, he knew he had that effect on them but it was not like he
would jump in their arms, his game was certainly not that. Philip and Josh
made a good job introducing him to people they knew. His hopes were that
soon he would be one of them, Shawn Hunter, just another student in
Mt. Pleasant High, not the wrecked kid that had to leave Mississippi in the
middle of the night leaving a whole life behind.
   Philip, well, Philip. He let life carry him on, never much worrying
about anything. He was just what he was, not much to add not much to hide,
but still not the guy who would advertise his life choices in the school
hallways. He'd hooked up with some of the guys in the school. Some nerds,
jocks, average students. He never really cared for having a steady
relationship, maybe it could happen if he found the right guy. This could
be the year. Secretly he dreamt of having a real date to the prom, not just
a girl among his friends that he would invite because she and him didn't
have dates. It was time he asked a boy to be his date to the prom.

   Chad Campbell, Zack Gahm, Paul Sardington, Matt Jeniker and the other
guys in the 'gang' walked into the school and all eyes were on them. The
chicks wished to have them, some guys were jealous that they were popular,
some other thought they were too stupid to realize that life is not just
high school and those popular guys were fooling themselves and one day
would figure out the worst way possible that they should've spent their
time in high school not trying to be popular and adored but working up
their minds.
   Matt used to watch Chad and the guys from the outside but now he was on
the inside, he was part of the popular group. Finally! His pals looked at
him with a mix of jealousy and respect in their eyes... It was
wonderful. He didn't even considered giving a thought to what it had costed
him, his friendship with Josh. Well, he was mad at Josh for what happened
at the party in the bathroom though, if he thought again, he had nothing to
be mat at, Josh only did what he did to Josh. It was all fair and... Well,
let Matt think whatever he wants to. This was his moment, the walk of
someone who was now among the powerful, ever admired guys from the football
team...

   Aside from that usual talk, "who's doing what?" "Who's dating who?" The
first day of school is really a huge mess, people walking up and down the
halls, comparing schedules, checking who's going to be in their
classes... Not to mention the... Oh, let's let the school things for a
while, there are more interesting things going on in Mount Pleasant.

------

   "Do we actually have a plan, Miles?" Lopez asked while pulling away from
the school.
   "I, uh, well. I don't have any. Do you?"
   "As a matter of fact, I don't. I mean, we're gonna figure out where they
live and then I suppose we're going in for the money. Right?"
   "This whole thing just seems like a huge mistake."
   "But we're into it and there's no turning back now. Unless, that is, if
you're willing to face jail time. A cop in jail. Oh that would be some fun
for the inmates. A plan. We just have to find that damned money."
   "Where are you driving us?"
   "To whatever bar near the interstate. We can cool off there."

   Usually cops were not welcome in the kind of bar but in Mount Pleasant
they were not known. Had it been in Georgetown County they would've been
not so gently invited out. They maintained low profile there drinking in
silence, each one of them thinking of a way to get to the money. It had to
be in one of the boys' houses. If that didn't work things would become
harder and each minute they spent nearby Georgetown County the chances of
being caught increased a little bit.

   "I strongly suggest we should contact Monteiro's daughter-in-law, she
seemed prepared to handle their business and well, she might have the
resources we're desperate in need of."
   "What are you talking about, Miles? This is OUR business now, they're
gone. We go get the money, the jewelry and that's it, you know, we just get
the hell outta here."
   "Do you really think we can just walk into those kid's houses and, bam,
We get the money, just like that, nice and easy?"
   "That's what I'm saying, they're just kids, they probably didn't think
about taking it anywhere."
   "And how did the journalist get the pictures of the ACTUAL money? Don't
you think they're in contact with the Feds by now?"
   "If they were, we'd know before the thing blew up."

   The waitress brought another round of beers for them and they waited
until she left again to start talking.
   Though Miles was not confident about the plan they didn't really have,
he knew it was now or never, this was the last chance and they had to give
it a shot. If this thing didn't work he knew what he would have to do: Get
out of there, with or without money, take a bus and go far, as far as he
could imagine, to a place where no one knew him, restart his life, try to
get his wife to understand he did those things in order to provide them a
better future...
   "You're full of crap, Miles."
   "Go to hell, man, I'm here opening my heart, sharing my ideas with you,
trying to reason my way out of this mess. I don't wanna live on the
run. I'm not that guy."
   "Well, I won't give up that easy. I want this money, we risked
everything for it. I'm not walking out of this empty handed. Either I get
it or I'll die trying."
   "It's easy for you to say it because you don't have a family..."

   Whoa, touchy subject. Lopez hated whenever someone brought up the
'family card' and used it on him.
   "All right, Miles, instead of engage on this talking with you, I'm gonna
act, call in some favors with some people I know."
   "Who?"
   "Well, we've always let the smaller fishes go to catch the big ones,
right? So now, we'll rely on those small fishes to help us out."

   Quite a few low life guys were called, each one of them owed their
freedom to Miles and Lopez, one way or another. Easy favors, I need two
guys, I need a van, I need this, I need that... Miles thought Lopez was not
the smartest cop he'd ever met but when it came to become a criminal Lopez
had quite a talent. Before noon they had a big operation together.

   "There. Said and done. They're all gonna be around the school, waiting
for our command."
   "What is it gonna cost us?"
   "Buncha Benjamins..."
   "That's all?"
   "Those guys owe us favors... Now whatever we give them is gonna be well
paid for."
   "If you say so."

------

   Monday morning in the Georgetown County Gazette's building was nothing
but celebratory. Everyone who walked into the building brought their vision
of "word on the street" and it was all about the Sunday Story. That's
saying much more than a decade into the 21st century. Local newspapers are
not that commented anymore, only when it had catastrophic news or big
stories just like this one that Richard Desbordes brought into the
Gazette. Monday's edition was out already with more things on the stories
that were unfolded. They had to print an extra edition Sunday and Monday
came with an adding to its usual circulation.
   "Forty percent more, Richard. Forty percent!"
   "Whoa, that's great, chief. We are the talk of the street."
   "It makes me miss the old days, guys... Now we're declining. This
generation reads much less newspapers than they fathers did. It's all about
internet now."
   "Ok, chief, let's not cry about the internet, right? We're also strong
with our online edition. Let's just keep working."
   "Speaking of that, Richard, how's the progress in capturing those dirty
cops?"
   "I tried speaking to those FBI agents and the Police Chief but got only
to voice mail. I'm gonna run down to the station and see what I can get
there."

   The Police Department of Georgetown County did not have much to add
about Lopez and Miles, only that they were the shame of the department and
every single member of the Force was engaged in getting them behind bars.
   "Why am I talking to you?" Richard wanted to know.
   "Because I am the spokesperson for this department. You've talked to me
a million times."
   "I know, Ned, but I was hoping to talk to the Chief, or Rex..."

   Richard had to be careful around this little man, after getting around
him to reach his boss many times, they were probably punishing him for
withholding the story, and thus far allowing Lopez and Miles to
escape. Richard even tried reasoning with Ned.

   "Richard, do not waste your words. Save it for the Channel 6."
   "So is that it?"
   "Is that it what?"
   "You guys are trying to make me pay for getting one more job?"
   "You are saying this yourself. Be careful because you might need to
prove it."
   "What?"

   Ned stood up and nodded with his head indicating the coffee room. They
started whispering as they each filled a cup of coffee.

   "Between you and me, here, Richard, off the record, ok?"
   "Ok."
   "The Chief is pissed at you because he heard from the FBI guys that you
withheld information."
   "I did not!"
   "I don't care. I'm a journalist too. I would do the exact same thing to
ensure I could publish a story in the very right moment. Seriously, I envy
you, in a good way, of course..."
   "Ok, I didn't take it otherwise."
   "I know you did it because it is now common sense between them, every
one here know that you got some sort of deal with the FBI guys and
stuff..."
   "Yes, that's because neither they or your department investigated it
properly and I did."
   "All right, but no one in the Force is allowed to give you not a single
piece of information about anything before it becomes public, do you
understand?"
   "I do."

   They silenced when a cop entered the coffee room. He coldly nodded to
Richard and made small talk with Ned.
   Richard was thinking of a way out of it.
   "This really sucks, you know?"
   "I know it does. What they say is that you brought this on yourself."
   "I did their job for them, dammit. What if I try to talk to Rex?"

   Ned looked at him behind his glasses and the whispering became almost
inaudible.

   "I wouldn't talk to him right now. He was accused of feeding you
privileged information and he is pretty upset."
   "Ok."
   "But he told me that he was thankful that you didn't explore much
'Lopez's past'." He air quoted that.
   "I told him I wouldn't."
   "So, again, totally off the record, if you wanna talk to him avoid his
office here or the other one... Try to get him somewhere else. You didn't
hear it from me, ok?"
   "I never even talked to you."
   "No, you did. The cameras registered you here, if you say you didn't
it'll look even more suspicious."
   "All right. I better be going."

------

   Matt was in the same English class with Paul, Josh, Philip and Shawn. He
sat right beside Paul and he was super friendly with Matt, which was new
but not totally unexpected since now they were part of the same group. Josh
was close to Shawn and Philip was taken by some of his girl friends to sit
next to them. Josh made eye contact with Matt quite a few times but it was
never responded with a smile.

   "Man, I'm really surprised to see you well today."
   "Why, Paul?"
   "Matt, really? You drank way too much Saturday night. I even thought you
were dead... I mean, Zack was supposed to drive you home and was trying to
get you up so we could leave but nothing seemed to do the trick."
   "Didn't he drive me home?"
   "What? You don't know? Man, you were super wasted."
   "Then tell me, because up until now I was thinking you two had got me
back home."
   "Zack gave up on you after many failed attempts to get you up. He was
about to leave you behind..."
   "Really?"
   "Yes. He actually told me we should get going, because if you needed
medical care we might be in trouble."
   "Oh what a big friend."
   "I told him that. But as we were leaving that friend of yours, Josh,
came and I can tell he and Zack had a discussion."
   "About what?"
   "I don't know because at that point I was on the outside already. I
could see through the door they were somewhat arguing. That was fast,
though. Last time I saw you, Josh was carrying you with that new guy over
there."
   "Shawn?"
   "Yes, I think that's his name."
   "So they are the ones who drove me home?"
   "I suppose. You are here, safe and sound. Didn't you need to go to the
hospital?"
   "No. Well, I guess not. All I know is that I woke up at home Sunday
afternoon."
   "Then I guess you should thank them."
   "No way in hell!"

   Matt spoke a little too loud.

   "Is there a problem over there Mr. Jeniker? Mr. Sardington?"
   "No, ma'am."
   "Nothing, ma'am, I'm sorry."
   "Keep it down, will you?"

   After that they talked more discreetly.
   "Matt, aren't you friends with Josh? I mean..."
   "What do you mean?"
   "Uh, nothing. I just thought you two were friends."
   "We were. Now I don't know anymore. That's why I was surprised that he
was the one who drove me back."
   "You wanna talk about it later? You can come to my house after school."
   "I guess we can get together after school, no problem."

   All right, Paul got what he wanted. So much talking actually led him to
invite Matt to his place. It was not as wild as being on a car hood in
Hennesey Park but things could evolve.

   During lunch break the groups reunited in the lunchroom and Matt was
with Chad, Paul and the others in a central table, next to the cheerleaders
table, privileges of being the royalty. Josh, Philip, Shawn among others
less popular kids found their place in the surroundings.

   Matt finished eating and came down to the 'unwashed'.
   "Shawn, can I see you for a second, outside?"
   "Sure. I'll be out in a minute, just finishing here."

   Matt walked away from the table he used to sit at and left the room. He
did not look at Josh's direction.
   "What do you think he wants?"
   "Dunno, Josh, guess I'll have to go there and figure out."
   "So go, and come back to tell me."

   That talk aroused Philip's curiosity too.
   "What's the deal with you and Matt? You used to be friends."
   Josh looked around and whispered to Philip when he was sure no one was
paying attention.
   "I guess it's not that easy having sex with your best friend and think
feelings will be left entirely aside..."
   "Ok. You know that I'm gonna need details of that later, right?"
   Josh smiled at him.
   "I'll think about it, right?"

   Outside the lunchroom, Matt was waiting for Shawn to come.
   "Why didn't you tell me that you and Josh drove me home Saturday night?"
   "Because..." Shawn started but he saw how infuriated Matt's eyes
were. "First off, you have no reason to be mad at me OR Josh. I didn't tell
you because you said to me very clearly that you didn't want to hear about
Josh. Remember that?"
   "Yes, I do... But you HAD to tell me."
   "I'm sorry, I thought you didn't wanna hear about him at all."

   They both went silent for seconds, Shawn looking at Matt and Matt
staring at the horizon, certainly thinking.
   "Does that change your current status on Josh? I mean, the 'I hate Josh'
status?"
   "I'm still hating him."
   "I don't understand why."
   "Because he... I don't know, Shawn. I tried to apologize to Josh but he
never let me, then in the party he... Oh, let it go, right?"
   "Ok... Just thought you should get your friendship back. Both of you
want this and are too stubborn to admit it."
   "Whatever. I gotta get inside."

   Josh's phone rang and it was the journalist.
   "Is everything ok, Josh?"
   "Up until now, yes."
   "No sign of the money cops?"
   "I guess not. Do you think they might come after me?"
   "I don't know, you better just watch out..."
   "Ok, maybe I'll go crazy..."
   "Don't! Don't get paranoid, just watch out... Listen, about the
jewelry..."
   "Mr. Desbordes, I'm having second thoughts on that."
   "Really?"
   "Yes. Could we meet later?"
   "I'm gonna be in Mt. Pleasant later. Do you know where Channel 6 studios
are?"
   "Yes."
   "Go there. I'll be there after 3pm."
   "Ok, I'll go after school."
   "See you then."

------

   About that time, while Lopez and Miles were having fried chicken for
lunch two of the guys Lopez contacted met them at the bar. Lopez fed them
the plan he and Miles had agreed on. Soon the guys left and followed to the
place they were supposed to wait further information.

   Forty minutes before school ended the dirty cops got in their stolen
truck and drove back to Mt. Pleasant High. In the morning they got a better
parking spot but they could still see the VW perfectly.
   They spotted Josh and Shawn when they approached the car. The other kid
was not with them. Philip would go home with his mom this time.

   "What did you think about your first day in Mt. Pleasant High?"
   "It was better than I thought, Josh. People were friendly with me, I
talked to more people than I used to talk in my school."
   "Really?"
   "Yes."
   "I guess you were not that popular back in Mississippi then, right?"
   "You guess right."
   "Funny, I thought you were popular."
   "Why?"
   "Dunno, you got the looks."
   "Oh, that means I'm pretty?"
   "Yes, you're very cute. Like you don't know."

   Lopez saw the car pulling out of the parking lot and Miles let the
others know through the radio the guys brought them.
   "Target's on the move."

   At a traffic light they stopped. From the stolen truck they could see
the two kids were having some great conversation, they laughed and seemed
to be in a joyful mood. Miles let out a exclamatory "crap!" when they saw
the boys kissing.
   "They just kissed."
   "Yeah, I saw."
   "On the lips."
   "I also saw that."
   "Didn't think they were gays."
   "Who cares, Miles? That doesn't change anything. I'm only thinking about
the money. They could be Adventists, Mormons, Black, Asian, straight, gay,
whatever..."

   They followed the VW from a certain distance, Miles followed the their
path on the map. When the kids turned in Ruby Street, Miles announced:
   "Don't turn in there."
   "Why?"
   "It's a dead end street... A cul-de-sac. If you go in, we're gonna be
spotted."
   "Ok."
   "Park near the corner, so we can see where they go."

   Josh parked the green convertible in his driveway and Shawn and him
talked and laughed a lot more. Apparently they were much in a sexual mood.
   "Do you think they're boyfriends?"
   "Don't know why you seem so interested, Miles."
   "Not interested, just don't know about it."
   "Man, when are you living? 1955?"
   "Whatever, forget it."

   The happy kids talked unaware that they were being observed. Jordan
walked down the street shortly after, he'd gotten off the bus. His school
was a bit closer but the bus is slow, so he got home after his brother.
   "Hey, Jordan, how was the first day?"
   "Crappy, as always. How was yours?"
   "Not crappy at all."
   "What are you doing now, Josh?"
   "I was just telling Shawn here, we're going downtown. Why?"
   "Can you drop me by the mall?"
   "What are you doing there?"
   "Hang, see stuff."
   "Why don't you invite Aaron? You two seem pretty close these days."
   "I'm gonna meet him there. His mom picked him in school and is driving
him there."
   "Hmmmm." Josh felt something in the air, and to be fair, his brother was
giving all the signs that there was something going on between him and his
friend.
   "Hmmmm what?"
   "Nothing."
   "Weirdo."

   Shawn stepped in the conversation.
   "Ok, Josh, I'm gonna go in, take a shower then we go downtown."
   "I'm gonna do the same."
   Josh actually wanted to say he would like to get in the shower with
Shawn but, well, his brother was around.

------

   Paul walked with Matt to his home and all through the way he thought
whether he was making the right call on this thing or not. He didn't even
know how to get that kind of talk flowing. Zack and him in Zack's car went
through because of the Josh and Matt's scene happening before their
eyes. But what about now? Matt going to his house with him, what would be
the spark that could send his and Matt's hormones in flames? He was already
hard, no doubts there but... Well, it was not easy to get things going with
girls, why should it be any easier with a boy?
   "You're awfully quiet, Paul. What happened?"
   "I was just thinking."
   "Thinking about what?"
   "I dunno... Life... Funny stuff that happened..."
   "What funny stuff?"
   "Uh, well... Why don't we talk about that when we get to my home?"
   "Oh, sure, if you prefer that way."

   Matt was not naive anymore and he'd been with quite a few boys to know
this one was at least a little interested in him. Apparently when you
become gay, a whole "update package" is downloaded and installed
automatically in your brain and you begin to see things through a different
perspective. Oh, that "package" includes a "gaydar", which is what tipped
Matt on Paul's apparent interest.
   Paul told Matt he could leave his back pack on the couch and they got
upstairs to Paul's room, they both sat on the bed and suddenly Paul lost
all ability to talk. He was shy and well, if his attitude before let Matt
know what was going on, now he understood it was up to him to make the next
move, or else.

   "So, Paul, why'd you call me here?"
   "Dunno, man, dunno, just talk... Dunno."
   "Whoa, a lot of 'dunnos' in the same sentence, dontcha think?"
   "Hehe, I guess."
   "Are you nervous about something?"

   Looking closely, Paul Sardington was nothing bad, nothing bad at all!
Matt's curiosity made him imagine how big was the thing he had within his
pants and that lead him to make the definitive moves.

   "No, Matt, I dunno... I guess I'm not nervous."
   "You know, Paul, those 'dunnos' are not really helping. I'm gonna say
something."
   "What?"
   "I think you're kinda cute..."

   That one caught Paul off guard, he didn't know what to say after
that. He just smiled and Matt touched his face, so tenderly that it made
the moment take a turn somewhere from awkward to romantic. Matt leaned
closer and Paul, instinctively did the same, they met in a kiss, shy as it
may be described the first kiss of a boy with another boy but, soon the
shyness gave place to something else as hands were included in the action,
first around their upper bodies and not long after, well, boys will be boys
and hands traveled to more interesting places, landing on those growing
bulges... Paul, you horny thing! He was the first to unzip, he undid Matt's
pants and fondled over the boxers what was in there concealed. Matt
couldn't miss that moment and he made the initial move to get rid of his
shirt, to what Paul promptly reacted finishing what his 'buddy' had
started, then he did the same to his own shirt.
   The first complete exploration on the body you've been craving for is
something so awesome, Paul was eager to doing that for some time now, he
covered with kisses pretty much every single inch of Matt's body until he
finally took away his boxers and he could say Matt was endowed when he felt
what was covered but when the real thing was shown in all its glory, oh
man! Paul hadn't seen this big... The unexpected took place and he engulfed
that damned big cock, first without much confidence but minutes passed and
he was handling that piece of heaven with all the attention it demanded.
   Matt was loving being blown by Paul but he, as a cock lover himself,
could not let go by the opportunity to have in his mouth a new cock, one
he'd never tried before, and a one that he never really thought he would
want. He pulled Paul close to him and kissed his mouth while slowly pushed
him onto the bed, then began the same process Paul did to him, kissed his
way down until uncovering that cock. Matt never saw a cock he didn't like
and Paul's was not different, he took that in his mouth with so much
pleasure that Paul moaned and sighed with the feeling Matt provided him. It
was something Paul felt with Zack but that was way more intense with
Matt... So special...

------

   About thirty minutes later Shawn walked out of his house and walked up
to Josh's place. Lopez received a phone call right after that.
   "Ok, Miles, now we have info on them."
   "Spill it."
   "The first boy, the driver, is Josh Davenport, the other kid we saw that
look like him is Jordan, he's 14, the father is a doctor, mom is an exec,
the other kid who lives down the street is a Shawn Hunter, father is
Michael Hunter, constructor... He's not registered to vote, there's
uh... Not many data about them."
   "The important thing, Lopez, when do they return home?"
   "My source wouldn't know that, right? But execs usually get home late,
as well as doctors and constructors. I mean, they're probably home
alone..."
   "And apparently they are getting out, you see?"
   "Oh yeah, maybe they're going on a hot date."
   "I don't know, the younger is going with them."
   "Better."

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   Josh dropped off Jordan at the mall and headed with Shawn to Channel 6
studios.
   "Why exactly are we going to talk with this journalist, Josh?"
   "Because we have to set details for the selling of this damned
jewelry. I want this off my hands ASAP."
   "Me too."
   "Plus, I'm not sure we're doing the right thing. I mean, we're turning
into criminals just like them."
   "I've been thinking about that too."
   "And I'm 16 and I never did anything wrong. I mean, THAT wrong, you
know?
   "But ends justify the means, right?"
   "Are you throwing Niccolò Machiavelli on me now?"
   "There is not actual proof that he is the author of that sentence."
   "Nevertheless it stands for what we're talking about. I'm just thinking
our means are not really justifiable."

   They reached the Channel 6 building and told the receptionist they were
there to see Richard Desbordes. He walked downstairs with a big smile on
his face and led them to an office where they could talk. At that time, the
dirty cops had already met their accomplices and drove back to Ruby Street
in a van. The outside of the van had the logo of the cable tv service.
   Breaking in to the Davenport's house was not hard at all. The four
individuals split and searched the house.
   "Turn everything upside down if you need to, but find that money! Let's
get outta here in 15 minutes tops!"

   Lopez searched the living room, the sofa had its cushions thrown away
books flew off the shelves, the TV set was moved aside... He found nothing
then parted to the kitchen.
   Miles searched the couple's bedroom. Hangers with clothes fell on the
floor. Bras and panties were scattered all over the place along with dad's
underwear and socks. The mattress was lifted, the bathroom was not
neglected but there were not many places to hide money in there.
   The other guys also searched Jordan's bedroom and as they walked out of
it nothing was left unsearched. The same mess seen on the parents' bedroom
was also seen on the younger's. Again, nothing was found.
   Josh's old bedroom now was a sort of study room and there was made a big
mess too. Dad's medical books, mom's work files... Every single thing that
was on the shelves flew off on the floor. Lopez parted to the attic with
Miles and the other guys. Josh's room was searched in details, all of his
clothes were taken out of the wardrobe and nothing was found. His mattress
was moved, his bed too. Nothing. No trace of the money. The laundry, the
garage... Every single place of the house was searched.
   "Guys, I think it's not here, let's go to the other kid's house."

   This Ruby Street that looked much like Wisteria Lane did not have many
people outside their houses on a Monday afternoon. Most people were at work
and the ones that were in their houses were too busy to pay attention to
what was going on outside. Lopez drove the van two houses down and parked
in the Hunters driveway. They all left the van and going into the old Von
Brauns residence was not a problem as well.
   The search in this house was much easier because the house was not that
cluttered but the mess left behind was very similar to the one seen in
Davenports. The boxes in the garage had more interesting things. They were
disappointed their searched brought nothing new when Miles found something.
   "Is it the money?" Shouted Lopez.
   "No, but it's something that we can use to get the money."

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End of chapter 15.
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