Yesterday a Stretch Van full of Crickets pulled up to the House. They lined up quietly and waited. The Cricket Master got out of the van as Billy walked out on the porch.
“You in Charge Here?” said the Cricket Man.
“Yes Sir” said Billy eyeing the Crickets. “What can I do for you and what’s with all the Bugs?”
A small chirping sound began to rise, but it stopped when the Cricket Man raised his hand. “I am here to help you find the Perfect Bull” he said. “And if you would please refer to my friends as just The Crickets.”
Just as the Cricket Man started to speak, a moped came up the driveway. The rider was dressed like a Star Man and he had a $ symbol on his Helmet. The Crickets returned to the Van. Jake and Sully came out of the Barn and met the rider as he came to a stop. “What are you doing here Richard” said Sully. “Came to tell you I spotted some guys in Black snooping around the Hills yesterday. They was watching something down here. They had fancy equipment and a few drones. Didn’t you guys see them?” he went on “They was pointin these big Cones down here and had antenna that was really tall. You had to see them. I think they have something to do with the Flash and the Bull Market.”
“Yes we saw them said.” Said Billy. They came buy here in the morning and asked if they could do some surveillance work. They said that they had some tip about a group of Rustlers working for the Chinese. A couple of them were snooping around the Corrals, but I thought they were looking at my brand so that they would know if the Rustlers stole one my Bulls.”
“I don’t trust them.” Said Richard. "They look like the same guys that have been following me every since I went to Math School. You know….”
“OK Richard.” Said Billy, cutting him off. “Thanks for the heads up. Richard could go on and on about the Men in Black but never got far with the locals because they had heard his story to many time before.
As Richard rode off, the Cricket Man said “You said these guys showed up yesterday?” I didn’t have a chance to introduce myself. I was sent here by A Lotto Bull. You called day before yesterday to ask for a demonstration of their Bull Runner.
“It might not be a coincidence that the Rustler Patrol showed up. Can I park the Van in the Barn? We might want to do this in secret.” The side door opened and the Crickets filed out. It was getting dark outside. Several of the Crickets were black and had night vision goggles attached to their helmets. “Set up a perimeter and let me know what the Men in Black are doing. The rest of you get to work.”
From now on, nobody talks about this Operation. Agreed? If this works out, there are going to be more folks snooping around. Those guys looking for Chinese Rustlers are not interested in Beef on the Hoof. They are probably trying to steel our genetic formulas for the Chinese or worse the Flash Mob..
“Calling RSS this is CM” he said into his radio when he was outside alone. “This is RSS” said Richard’s Voice. “What do you want me to do”
“Act Normal. Even more normal than usual for you. Keep hitting those <snip>s where it hurts and let me know if you see anything.
We are going to Stealth Mode.”
Cricket Man Out.
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