Chapter Twenty-One: Brooke:

This day keeps getting weirder and weirder. First, some crazy bitch drives up looking for some dude named Hiro. Now, a silver van has pulled up in the grass. Katie and I peeked out the window of the church. A man in a black suit stepped out of the van and looked around. The shades on him looked so cheesy.

“Who is that?” Katie whispered.

“Shit if I know,” I said back. Then, another guy got out of the van. He was followed by a third. They stood around, talking to each other. One of them made wild hand gestures.

“Who are those people?” Katie asked.

“No idea,” I said. One of the guys sat on the ground. The second dude let up a cigarette. Judging by the fancy black suits, they looked like feds, loan sharks, or yakuza. But what were they doing here? The first guy got on his cell phone and started talking on it. He walked around in circles as he talked.

“Why do you think they’re here?” Katie asked.

“No idea,” I said.

“Think we should go out and talk to them?” she asked. I turned to her with an odd look on my face.

“Hell no!” I said. “Would you want to go out there?” Katie lowered her head as she mumbled something, I assumed she was saying no.

“I thought so,” I said. We turned back to the three men outside. The first dude was still on his phone while the other two were talking to each other. Katie and I had so many guesses to what they were talking about. It’s tempting to add a dub to the scene outside. I looked over at Katie and found her moving her lips in an inaudible fashion. Hm, I guess it’s okay to do it. I turned back to the scene outside and started my own dub.

“Look, mac!” I mouthed for the guy on the phone. “I don’t have any pointed sticks. What? What?! You kidding me? You wanted pointed sticks and now you want sandwiches? Make up your mind, damn it!”

For the smoking guy and the guy on the ground:

“Did you see the game last night?”

“Yeah, the Bears were amazing.”

“Yeah, they are.”

“Amazing swing, huh?”

“Really awesome, dude!”

“So awesome!”

Katie and I kept this up for like about a good ten minutes before one of the guys went around to the back of the building. The other two followed behind. We looked at each other with pale faces.

“I’m not getting it,” Katie whispered. I pressed my lips together, not moving from where I sat. I just put my hands over my ears and shut my eyes. Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap! Were this yakuza/fed/loan shark guys coming for us here? I peeked down at my phone on the floor.

Noiz and them aren’t back yet either… Oh crap.