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-===Frankie says chillax===
+===Villa on the lake===
-On the trail of these [[FWMD]]s the trail leads to the Swiss mountains where, in a fearful [[liquidity]] storm, with GPS on the blink, Boone’s vehicle skids off the tracks and into a convex ditch.
+On the trail of these [[FWMD]]s Boone and Aggie follow a Wickliffe Hampton SICAV up into the Swiss mountains. They park up at the end of a windy road and radio in Sweeny and AJ to check the exit.
-Aggie looks under the hood. “The Alpha generator has thrown a rod”.
+“There’s only one way out of here. We’ll know when they come out. Eyes peeled, lads.”
+GPS said the road would took an hour. The lads waited an hour. They kept eyes peeled and spirits high with primo [[banter]] on the C.B. Nada.
+The lads waited another hours. They kept eyes peeled and spirits high with quantities of Pepsi Max. The coke gave them wings and kept their eyes bright and tails bushy but the banter palled. Nada.
+A.J. broke the silence. “Boss, I don’t think they’re coming.”
+Boone double checked the map. he finger traced the route. “See? There is no other way out. If they haven’t coming past you they must still be in there.”
+Fat globules of rain slapped the windshield. Aggie looked west. It looked fearsome dark a mile down the lake. “[[liquidity|Liquidity]] situation is tightening up, Boone. We gonna get wet if we don’t move.”
+Boone snapped shut the map and slid into the cabin. He barked into the tw0-way: “Ok. Let’s go. Boys: prime the GMSLAs. Something is going down. I ''feel'' it. We’re coming through”
+Aggie loaded 20-10 and bumped the stock.
+Boone slammed the AIF into forward and stomped on the gas.
+The road hugged the lake coast. Boone hugged the road. They shot past deserted water-side chalets: ''des res'' for the Oberland elite, battened down for winter. The depo whined.
+No sign of the Wickliffe semi.
+Boone rode the camber hard. Aggie hung on the grab-handles. The AIF belted through the autumn detritus.  Aggie navigated. The GPS came and went. The depo whined.
+No sign of the Wickliffe semi.
+They shot past a deserted hotel. Boarded up for the ski season. The dwellings thinned out. The trees came thick and fast now. The road gained elevation: smashing lake-views. The depo whined.
+No sign of the Wickliffe semi.
+Boone stamped on gas. He hit a blind hairpin. The AIF fishtailed. It slewed out right. Boone cursed his luck and the sled skidded down a bank. The depo graunched.
+“That didn’t sound good
+Aggie looked under the hood. “The alpha generator has thrown a rod”.
 Boone and Aggie track back through the rain to an old house by the lake they’d spotted a few miles back. Turns out to be an orphanage. All lights on.
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 They don’t realise the girl is a multicellular vehicle. She spawns a double. And another. And another.
-"Jesus it's a side pocket!"
+"Jesus it’s a side pocket!"
 “close it out !! Close it out!" Boone’s voice was urgent now.