Chapter 19

“Really?” I said.

“Yeah,” he said.

“Are you gonna keep it a secret?”

“The boys are supposed to get on the train Tuesday, right?” he said.

“Yeah.”

“I wonder if the head guy down there would allow them to leave tomorrow,” he said, “presuming we can switch their tickets.”

“That’s not a bad idea. For that matter, we could drive down there and get them if necessary.”

“Let’s go give General Cartwright a call,” he said.

“I’m right behind you.”

We left our unfinished dinner on the table and went down to the safe room. It took some doing, but Randy managed to get the president of the school, General Cartwright, on the telephone. When he ended the call, Randy said, “Call Amtrak right now.”

“I’m gonna be on hold with them forever, so why don’t you go get me a glass of wine?”

“On it,” he said.