“Okay, kid,” Chief Manor said. “What’s your plan?”

“A staged assassination, and it’ll be on film. The catch is the Mayor has the be there. I have have to point that gun at him, and I have to shoot.”

“So you are going to kill him?” Chief Manor asked.

“No, we just got to make it look like I did. Him will be watching. Fill the gun with blanks, but the mayor will have to be wearing blood pouches. Once they’re punctured, the blood will flow out and him, and Mojo will think the Mayor’s dead.”

“Then what?” Chief Manor asked.

“Then it’s not my problem anymore. It’s up to you to keep the Mayor safe, while I sabotage the android.”

“You think you can pull that off.”

“If I can’t I’ll be dead,” Butch said and left. Chief Manor just stood and stared as Butch walked out.

Once outside Butch took to the air. He really needed to clear his head, but he just became more angry. He didn’t have Buttercup to calm him down. She always seemed to have a gift for that. She had just a big a temper as he did, but somehow she seemed to channel it better. He needed her more than ever now, but he had no one. For the first time in his life he felt truly alone.

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The next day Buttercup started work at the diner. It was a pretty laid back place. She was able to wear her own clothes, with just an apron and name tag for a uniform. Since she didn’t want to be recognized, she wore a short red wig and changed her to name to Bonnie.

After about two hours she was starting to get the hang of things. Shelley, the Diner’s manager didn’t give her too hard a time when she messed up an order or dropped a glass.

By the end of her shift she was tired but liked the pile of tip money she received.

“Wow, Bonnie,” Crystal, one of the other waitresses, said. “That’s great for your first night.”

“She’s lucky we we were busy tonight,” Shelley said. “Some nights are really slow, and you’re lucky if you get twenty bucks in tips.”

“But two hundred and twelve?” Crystal said. “That’s amazing. You must tell me your secret.”