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07:25:17 AM

A kid with a gray wig put a bubblegum cigar in his mouth and said, “I love it when a plan comes together.”

Jason shook his hand as a kid with a mohawk complained about the quirky kid who drove the bus erratically. Then Jason found his friends.

“Hey guys,” Jason said, still shell-shocked. “How did you find me?”

Arnold beamed. Randall, holding Sara’s hand, said, “Actually, Jack… we couldn’t have done it without a little help.” He pointed at Arnold. “Bill Buchanon here was instrumental in your rescue. He recruited the team that laid siege on the warehouse.”

Jason asked, “Did you really hijack a school bus?”

“Yes, Jack,” Arnold said excitedly. “You should have been there. Murdock was sitting on a phone book, while I worked the pedals. It was awesome!”

“Don’t you think that was kind of… " Jason said. “Dangerous? Why didn’t you just call the cops? You’re just children. They were grown men with guns!”

Jason’s friends eyed him curiously, as the cops tried to make sense of the situation.

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