Chapter 2
Time for Action (flashback 9 years ago)
" Hurry up, driver!" Andrew Lorenzo, a bulky, hairy, 38 year old shouted to his chauffeur. " She's asleep, and we better finish this before she wakes up! I can't stand another day with her! "
" Hon, you sure the police won't catch us? " Remy Lorenzo, a skinny, feminine woman squeaked to her husband in fear. " I don't want to spoil my name as an international business woman."
" Two things, Remy. Number one, the police won't catch us. We have stolen all the new spy gear Viper has supplied. Number two, I think Diana already spoiled your name as a business woman in that conference last week. It was a good thing you reminded me to give her a sleeping tablet to make sure she sleeps the whole ride through." Remy paled. Her husband was right about her business conference. He was always right. Never wrong. So it was right of him to dump Diana in Tara, the place almost the furthest from their home. Surely the young girl wouldn't find her way back home? She wouldn't even have the knowledge to look for people. Right?
After 3 hours of driving at almost top speed driving (yes, Tara is very, very far), Andrew and Remy took a split second to admire Tara. It was a beautiful green, almost magical. "Just dump her here, we have to be on our way!" Andrew hushed Remy, and she laid the sleeping Diana the very place she was standing. "Hon, I don't feel good about this," Remy started to say, but Andrew interrupted. "WE HAVE NO TIME! GET IN THE CAR!" he bellowed to his wife, and, absolutely stiff with fear, Remy joined Andrew in the car and they drove home, leaving poor Diana to discover the horrors of reality the next morning.