We banked and turned westward as we climbed higher. Eventually we levelled out and the seatbelt signs were turned off and the stewardesses came around... with drinks and snacks. The woman kept to herself so I did the same, finishing the one assignment before dinner was offered. We both had the chicken and she opened up a bit as we ate."So, going to LA for business or pleasure?" she asked."I'm going for business actually, and yourself?" I asked."Business as well," she replied. "I have to negotiate. “What for?”“You two seem to be hiding something. You could have a direct link with this murder. Unless your innocence is proved you have to be jailed,” he added.“But but. We haven’t done anything,” mom shouted out as Inspector Alex walked out of the room.I and mom were locked up in the jail. Mom did not speak a single word to me. I was even more embarrassed to speak as she now knew that I had seen her fuck Andrews. Occasionally tears were rolling down her cheeks. But most of the time she seemed. You can't be replaced, nor can Dixie or Morgana or Buster. Monty can't be replaced either, but he is fast enough to dodge most trouble. Monty is the hero who saved all those girls at the A. Z. Rosenbaum Academy for Girls. Okay, Monty is close enough." Hank," Beverly suggested, "put on something. They're little girls."Hank had pulled out a fat-barreled handgun with an ergonomic grip and a cube at the rear. He looked up from his weapon at Beverly, a puzzled expression on his face. Tornado nipped. It was fairly spacious compared with a regular flight but even so there wasn't too much room. "Right," I said pushing her back against the door and sliding the lock closed, "you're going to get fucked." Sir, there's no need to force me. I'm expected to look after the passengers as I said." No need perhaps, but maybe I like it that way. Give me your belt." Very good sir," she said, doing as she was ordered.I wrapped the thin strap around her wrists and knotted it. I hoisted her hands over her.