Previously… Zach has to prove that he is worthy of helping Sexy.
“Sexy, after all the times I’ve bailed you out, you have the nerve to make me prove my worth to you? I saved you from your evil manager. I saved you from a crazed fan.” I look at Shannon. “And you, I got you off of a murder charge, for killing Sexy… Sure it turned out to be her clone, but still.”
Sexy and Shannon exchange glances.
“No need to get touchy Zachy, Shannon and I just wanted to make sure you were committed… Since you are we’ll now pay twice your normal rate.”
I take a deep breath and remember this is a very high paying job.
“Okay, now that I’ve proved my worth Sexy what’s the big problem here?” I ask.
She looks away from me and hesitates. “It’s more of a sticky situation. Bad for my cred type of thing,” Sexy says slowly.
I sigh. “So, what’s the sticky situation?”
Sexy looks at me. She looks at Shannon. She looks at the suitcase cuffed to her arm. She looks back at me. Now she sighs. “Well, like they’ve been saying for decades now, haters are going to hate…” She smiles weakly. “I’ve got a lot of haters…”
“Get to the point!” I bark.
“Zach, remember we are undercover in this diner,” HARV whispers to me. “That’s why I am in stealth mode.”
“Please Sexy, let me know why you need me,” I say. “You know I’m heavily armed. Right?”
A faint smile creeps across Sexy’s face. “Ironically this is about arms!” She shows me her arms. “Not these kind of arms.” She glances at that suitcase. “Though it is connected to my arm…”
I point at the suitcase. “Wait, is that what I think it is? The nuclear launch codes?”
“No,” Sexy says with a shake of her head.
“Phew,” I say.
“But they should be…”
Alright now I am worried. “Why do we still keep nuclear launch codes?”
“Zachy it’s a money thing. Even though we’re all united as one great big, mostly friendly world these days there were still thousands of active nuclear weapons around. It was decided a while ago that instead of taking them apart and stuff it would be much easier just to keep them all around and the head of the World Council keeps the suitcase safe,” Sexy lectures.
“You really should have known this…” HARV says.
I guess on some level I did know that, but I guess on another level I tried not thinking about it. “So you lost the nuclear launch codes….”
Sexy shrugs. “I prefer to think of them as being misplaced. Will you find them for me?” Vote below on what will happen next or if reading in email click Take our Poll.