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

C.A.R.P. Ch. 06

... get to work right away on implementing changes in the world, despite Dr. Igarashi's recommendation that he remain on campus for the full four years. Some people, the doctor told me, just couldn't wait to leave their mark on the world, and Will was one of those.

I could definitely tell there was something Dr. Igarashi wasn't telling me, but I also knew that if I kept pushing or digging, she would grow cross with me, so I decided to let it rest, although I'd tell both Chelsea and Julia how nervous the whole thing made me. They both tried to reassure me, and it almost worked.

Almost.

It was late April when I met with Agent Costello for the second time. For that particular meeting, she'd chosen a dingy little cheesesteak shop in downtown Oakland called I.B.'s that was relatively new. It was doing well, but it also wasn't so busy that the Agent worried about us being recognized.

"Sit down, Turner," she said to me in her gruff tone of voice. "What have you got?" We'd met briefly in the fall, a few weeks before Halloween, and I'd told her about Chelsea and how, as predicted, I was now fucking two beautiful women regularly. She's done her homework about Julia and hadn't found anything especially suspicious, and when I told her about Chelsea, Costello had taken down as much information as she could about my new partner, and I'd expected her to lay into me with whatever she'd learned about her when this particular meeting started, so her pivot into grilling me for ...

... information told me that she'd found as little suspicious about Chelsea as she had Julia, which is to say nothing overly suspicious.

"I think they're makingadditional income on our theories, Agent Costello, but I don't know that there's anything illegal about any of that, and if there is, you'd better tell me quick because it's whatI'm doing to pick up a few bucks here and there," I said with a laugh. "We're just speculators, but with our collective knowledge, we're getting pretty good at predicting stocks, bonds, securities, the whole lot."

"Gonna give me a stock tip?"

"Sure," I laughed. "If you're patient? Buy stock in Apple. About 20 years from now, it'll be worth exponentially more than what you paid for it."

"What if I need a quick turn around?"

"We're theorists, Costello, not bookies. I can't tell you who's going to win the Super Bowl, no matter how much you want me to."

"There's a lot more going on there, Turner," Costello said to me. "You know some kid named Bierko? William Bierko?"

I scowled, looking at her in concern. "I was just about to tell you that his mother came looking for him earlier this year, saying he never came home after leaving CARP. She seemed to think he's dead, but when I told Dr. Igarashi about—"

"Youtold the Doctor his mother was looking for him?"

"His mom seemedfrightened, Costello! Like she thought her son isdead! That seemed like the thing I should tell the school's founder about."

"And what did the good Doctor say?" ...