Chloe McQueen: Spy Car Chapter 8
While Chloe was on her date with Grem, Rod was scoping around the streets of Paris in his lemon disguise. He had received an anonymous tip from a bellhop at the hotel that one of Grem's associate's, Acer, was going out for a drink at a local cafe.
At last he spotted a green Pacer sulkily drinking a soda on the outside patio of the cafe. After checking his VIN numbers, Rod decided to pull off his charm to get some answers.
"Rough night huh?" Rod smiled.
"How can you tell?" Acer looked up.
"Lemons tend to know what another lemon is thinking. Mind if I sit down here? I'm not used to sitting alone in a different country."
"Sure, it'd be nice to have someone to talk to. It's been AGES since I had a nice conversation with someone." Acer waved to a waiter. "Hey waiter! Two drinks, you like white wine?"
"I'll drink anything." Rod chuckled.
"As I was saying..." Acer said while the waiter brought the wine. He took several sips as he spoke. "My roommate's been bugging me about cleaning our apartment." sip sip "He always seems to forget that I work night shifts almost every day!" sip sip.
Rod listened carefully while pretending to drink his drink.
"He means well, we've been friends since the 4th grade." sip sip "It's just that he's pretty...um... shy and nervous." sip sip. "He...hiccup...sorry, he works from home and expects me to deliver the...hiccup, parts to Warehouse B." sip sip.
This was the opening Rod was looking for. He led the increasingly drunken Acer back to the bathroom and made sure nobody was in there, then he made a sign outside the door in french that said OUT OF ORDER.
"What's Warehouse B, is it some kind of high-end fashion designer?" He whispered.
"Oh, it's a designer all right, the best weapons in the world." Acer whispered back.
"What kind of weapons?"
"Here's some examples." and Acer took out some photographs from a hidden compartment inside his undercarriage.
"There are also some directions in there. "SHHH, don't tell Grem I told you sir." Acer giggled and then passed out.
Rod slowly backed away from Acer and climbed out the bathroom window without anyone noticing. He smirked at the photographs and quickly drove off.
"Sometimes this job is too easy." He said to himself. Then he made a call to HQ to pick Acer up.
. . .
After leaving a note for Chloe, Rod sped down the highway to where the directions led him. He checked and, sure enough, they led him to a warehouse on the outskirts of the black market. Turning off his disguise and into stealth mode (all black to match the shadows) he quietly sneaked in using cables. As he wandered through the warehouse he heard voices coming from another room, so he quickly ran for cover behind several large boxes. There, he heard an unnerving voice with an unmistakable German accent.
"Is the project ready Professor Z?" Grem asked.
"Most definitely." Replied Z, sounding confident.
"Okay, I'll let Acer know what to do."
"Good, we shall operate tomorrow, and revenge shall finally be mine."
Suddenly a ray of light flashed across the floor and Rod's silhouette reached out in plain view.
"Well, it looks like we have company." Zundapp hissed.
"Really, you're not shocked that I'm still alive?" Rod smirked.
"No, because you won't be for long, get him!" Z shouted.
Grem charged after him, but this time Rod was ready. He jumped to dodge the lemon then kicked his left side.
"I must be getting rusty" Grem said.
"In your case, you've always been rusty." Rod chuckled.
This sent Grem flying, but Rod quickly rushed at him with tremendous speed, doing a spinning kick on his right side and sent him crashing into the boxes.
"Man, I've been wanting to do that for years." Rod said.
Suddenly red lasers came flying from all sides of the warehouse, leaving Rod immobilized.
Professor Z rolled over to him and smirked.
"Well played Professor, now let's cut to the chase, if I move?"
"You'll be burnt to a crisp."
"Alright then, any more surprises?"
Just then Acer came in, completely sober.
"Okay, I really should have seen this coming." Rod grunted.
"Did you really think we'd let our guard down after we thought you were killed?" Acer said.
"No, but I was hoping you would."
"Anyway, here is another surprise." Grem said, and he shot out a dart that landed on Rod's bumper. Suddenly Rod began to lose consciousness, and he drifted off just as the lasers went away.
"Wonderbar, now Patricia has to capture the other one, and no one can stop us." Zundapp said gleefully.
. . .
Chloe was drinking her coffee in the hotel lounge the next morning. Suddenly a shadow came towards her and whispered "We have him, and if you value his life, you will come with me to Warehouse B, and no tricks." She had a miniature gun pointed at the back of her.
Silently, Chloe and the other car left the hotel to go to the warehouse.
"If Rod is America's greatest spy, how come I'm always saving him?" She thought to herself.