The Hand Job

by Rip Peterson

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Was there a cow on the plane too?

After landing, I was loaded into another vehicle. It wasn’t a van and definitely not a Chevette. An SUV of some kind I assumed.

A bunch of turns, stopping at what I assume were stoplights and then we stopped.

They pulled me out of the vehicle and the context clues led me to believe I was entering a building.

I was right.

Right after the door was shut behind me, my captors pulled off my hood.

One of them talked into their fist and said, “Bringing the cow to the Oval now.”

I looked around and it was just me and four men in black suits.