104R 16: Corrupt Leader.
Elsewhere in the city of London, at a building, Mayor Linda sat at her desk in her dark office, smoking a cigarrette through the long, red cigarrette holder, watching Keegan, Isabella, Charlie, Copper and four other Dalmatian puppies on her laptop through a web camera. She was spying on the three kids as they, and the five dogs, rode on the school bus.
"Well, well...what do we have here?" Said Linda. "Looks like the firehouse dog has some how made it all the way here from Canada."
"Yes. Along with four other Dalmatian puppies, it seems." Said a female, computerized, british voice.
"This is unbelievable." Said Linda.
"Would you like something to drink? It calms the nerves." Asked a british man standing by Linda's side, holding a silver platter, with a fancy glass of grape juice sitting on it.
"Do i look like i need a drink?" Said Linda as she looked at the man.
"I was only trying to help." Said the man, offering the drink.
Linda took the fancy glass of grape juice and started drinking it.
"Now that was an awfully harsh thing to do. Keeping Keegan away from his dog and his aunt Candace. How do you plan on doing that?" Said the same female, british, computerized voice from earlier, from a white machine that was hanging from the sealing.
"My position as Mayor, of course." Said Linda before taking another sip of her grape juice.
"Are you sure, Mayor Lewis?" The man asked.
"You said you'd never use your position to get your way. That's abuse of power." Said the machine.
"You made a deal when you agreed to become the new Mayor of London." Said the man.
"You swore that you would do no harm." Said the machine.
"The people won't be happy with what you're doing. And neither will your husband, Jerry." Said the man.
"The public will never know...and neither will Jerry. And since when do i care about anyone else's happiness but mine?" Said Linda.
The man remained silent.
"Mayor Lewis...are you alright?" Asked the machine.
"I'm fine." Said Linda.
"Are you?" Asked the machine.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Linda asked.
"If it were me, i would be simply tortured watching that little brat and his mutt so happy and knowing that the younger sister of my husband's late wife is living in the same city that i'm running." Said the machine. "So let me ask you this...what are you going to do about it?" Asked the machine.
"I'm glad you asked that question, Gladays. I have a plan." Said Linda, smiling evily. Copper may have somehow managed to make it all the way here from Canada, but the evil stepmother had another plan. One that would rid her of the liver-spotted Dalmatian once and for all. And if Candace stood in her way...then she too would be destroyed.
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DALMATIANS
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