Page 45 of Balls to the Walls


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“In order for that to work, you would have to have a body.”

I opened my mouth to answer, but realized I’d just stepped in a can of worms. “Yes, one was provided.”

“A random body,” he laughed. “You just…conjured up a body and tossed him in to be blown up.”

“Well, it wasn’t random. My boss—not the guy back there—my other boss, is the one that procured the body.”

The judge chuckled again. “I like how you say procured, as if that makes it less illegal.”

“It’s not illegal if the body is donated.”

“And was it donated?”

“You’d have to ask my boss. Again, not that one,” I pointed to the back of the room.

“Yes, the other one,” the judge muttered. “And who is this boss?”

“Well, again, I can’t tell you that without?—”

“Ending up in jail. Yes, I can see we’re going to go around and around on this one.”

“But it’s all true.”

“Let’s say I believe this. How did you kill yourself the second time?”

“Uh…” That one was a little more hard to explain. “I…sort of blew up in a plane.”

The judge stared at me, then tossed down his pen and leaned back in his chair. “If you blew up in a plane, you wouldn’t be here.”

“Right, but it wasn’t me.”

“So, you’re saying you didn’t blow up in a plane.”

“Yes, sir.”

“And your boss—not that one—is the one behind this explosion.”

“That’s correct.”

“But you won’t tell me who your boss is.”

I thought about it all in my head, then nodded. “That’s correct.”

“Yes, I can see everything’s correct with you.”

“It’s true.”

“I still don’t see how any of this relates to you being in a towel in a truck.”

“Well, Your Honor, I was somewhere…doing a job…and it didn’t go as planned. And everyone thought I was dead?—”

“For a third time?” the judge asked.

“Well, first time for my boss.”

The judge nodded and waved for me to continue.

“And I had to get out of there on my own.”

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