I know you want more, so here's chapter 4 (heheh, I did a rhyme)

The Heist

Ooh- tension!

Saboo's POV

It had become dark, and we were ready to go. Me, Dennis, Kirk and (unfortunately) Tony Harrison were at the ready on the magic carpet. Staring into space, Kirk was virtually the main part of the plan. He was so whacked out he had no idea he was even part if the heist. I grabbed him, dangled from the carpet with Dennis gripping my feet. I let him down gently on the zoo pathway.

A couple of idiots on the night shift noticed Kirk, and ran over to him. I smiled. I recognised one of them as the electro poof whose number I got earlier. The other looked like his dad. They were so busy trying to snap Kirk out of his heroine-induced trance, that they didn't notice us swoop over the gorilla enclosure and steal its inhabitant.

I was miffed. Now Naboo was going to be a member of the shaman family, and he had a gorilla familiar to boot.

Howard's POV

"I don't get it, what's this kid on?" Vince moaned. We couldn't get the blonde young man to communicate in any way. I was still hurting from earlier, but fossil had put us on night shift, and Vince was scared of the dark. Don't get me wrong, I was annoyed at him, but I still cared about him.

"we tried everything. Lets get him back to the hut so he can sit down. Maybe he will snap out of it if we leave him for a while." I said in an emotionless voice. Vince looked concerned. More with the boy than anything, but I think that Gary Numan 2 over here might have picked up on my tone.

We took the poor kid to the hut. We lived here, in this hut on the zoo grounds. It was peaceful. Then we noticed, the place was trashed.

Vince's POV

What the hell happened here? I was speechless. So, it seemed, was Howard.

My whole alter dedicated to McJagger was smashed up. I yelled out in shock and fell to my knees in agony at the ruined place of worship. Howard was going through his jazz collection. It was all broken splinters. I felt a twinge of pain on his behalf, he had really liked his jazz.

He sat the small child on the sofa. I noticed the green spray paint on the walls.

'THE HITCHER' it said in huge green letters. What looked like polo's were glued to the wall.

"Hey, Howard, look. Free polo's!" I popped one in my mouth and then spat it out again. It had been glued to the wall… there was glue on the back of it. No wonder it tasted nasty. He rolled his eyes at me. "don't worry, their not good to eat anyway."

Then he noticed the spray paint. "the hitcher…" he mumbled. His eyes widened. "we have to get out of here." I clued on.

After we had the hitcher attacked by animals In the forest, he had said he would track us down and make pies out of our intestines. Howard was right, we really needed to get out of here.

We picked up the kid and ran to our van. Howard jumped into the driver's seat. "hurry up!" he yelled back at me. I chucked the kid into the back seat, and got into the passenger.

"Wait, I have to get Bollo!" I yelled. A strange look formed on Howard's face, and it worried me. I ran to get my gorilla buddy, but all I found in the enclosure was a note. With no time to read it and panic running through me, I picked it up and legged it back to the van.

We drove away that night. Terrified and with nothing but a strange child druggie in our possession, we hoped to find a safe place until we hear news of the Hitcher's downfall.

Or we find Bollo.

Bob Fossil's POV

I watched as Vince and Howard drove away in their van. Who the hell was that child they had? Was Vince a mommy?

I wonder where they were going… so late at night. Well, wherever they were going, they weren't getting paid this week. Well, Vince would get paid.

My mind still reeling from the tall man and the hat man, I was worried. Was all this somehow linked? I doubted it, but all the same I feared for my little Vincey love muffin.

So, what will happen next? Will they find bollo? Will the hitcher catch them? Will Howard ever get paid? Find out next time on : the author is always right!