C.A.R.P. Ch. 06 - Sex Stories

C.A.R.P. Ch. 06

... Costello asked me.

"She told me that Will apparently wanted to start applying what he'd learned already, and didn't want to wait, and that was why he dropped out. I don't know who to believe - the guy's mom or the school's founder."

"I'll tell you who to believe," she said, reaching into her bag. She slapped down a photograph of Will somewhere out in the desert, dressed in military-style gear, surrounded by middle eastern soldiers holding machine guns, Libyans I thought although I was just guessing. "Will's still alive, and he's out teaching paramilitary troops. Were they teaching you automatic weapons in between philosophy and literature classes?"

"No," I said to Agent Costello. "When I wanted to learn about firearms, I had to go off campus and learn for myself."

"Why'd you want to learn about firearms?" she asked me, narrowing her eyes.

"I know what the future looks like, at least what Ithink the future looks like, and I feel like it may come to a point where I need to defend myself," I said. "But that was my choice. Who the hell is he with?"

"That's not important now. Were there more dropouts between the fall and the spring semester?"

"About the same number in the freshman class as there were last year, and only one person in the sophomore class who dropped out."

"Someone you knew well?"

"At this point, I think we all know each other pretty well, but Julio had been struggling since there had been some family complications back home for him over the summer, so I wasn't entirely surprised that he decided he had to go back home instead of carrying on here."

"Do you remember Julio's last name?" Costello asked me, making notes in her little notebook.

"Gutiérrez, why?"

"Let's just say I want to look into where this one's gone, so I'm going to do a little homework and we'll connect again in the fall," she said before scooping up her trash, and heading out the door.

Agent Costello did not, in fact, make that meeting in the fall...