I Wondered Who Oksana had Invited
their headquarters in Virginia- and she wouldn’t say
- his subtle middle finger
- “Oh, it’s going to be that kind of a party!”
- between the USA and USSR
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I wondered who Oksana had invited to her auction. Which foreign faction would be most interested in the secrets inside Jim’s head? If I were lucky it would be the Contrarian Secret Police, and they would bundle him off to their headquarters in Virginiastan. If I were unlucky it would be the CIA and they would disappear him to their headquarters in Virginia.
I deployed my periscope again as Jim did the heavy interrogational lifting for me, trying to get Oksana to tell him who the bidders would be. But no matter how he charmed and cajoled her, she merely chuckled, and she wouldn’t say a word about it. In desperation Jim crooked his subtle middle finger at her in a most flirtatious manner (or at least as flirtatiously as his bonds would allow), but even that failed to make her crack.
With a final cruel laugh, Oksana said, “I’m going to go take a shower and get dressed. The ninjas will be back to clean you up and administer the hallucinogens.”
Jim tried to sound nonchalant, but I detected a quaver of fear in his drawl. “I didn’t know it was going to be that kind of party.”
“Oh, it’s going to be that kind of a party!” Oksana gleefully assured. “In grand Colloquilian tradition.”
The last grand Colloquilian hallucination auction bacchanal that I had heard of nearly started a war between the USA and USSR, and that was a good decade after the USSR collapsed.
I needed to get Jim the hell out of this cave.
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