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Very special passenger

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Astor and Berle knew better than to ask questions when the English pilot offered them the job; they were desperate and wanted to leave the country. Why he wanted them to kidnap the English woman wasn't important. Maybe it was a lovers' quarrel. Perhaps she owed him money. He was paying the cousins a lot and giving them tickets to America, so they didn't care about his reasons.

They found the quaint cottage near Dunkirk and got their first shock when they sneaked up to the back door. The lady was waiting for them. She opened the door and smiled prettily.

"Buck send you?" she asked, her accent saying tea and crumpets. She was an attractive brunette with a short, modern hairdo, a nice outfit that showed off her curves, and black pumps.

"Ah, qui, mademoiselle. You Lucille?" Astor replied, tipping his hat out of habit. Berle looked around nervously.  Too many houses were in sight; not a good thing for a kidnapping in broad daylight.

"Quick! Get in here! I'm all set!" Lucille urged them.

The thugs entered and got another surprise. A desk in the living room had been thoroughly ransacked and papers were all over the place. Lucille thrust some cord and a red bandanna into Astor's hands.

"We've got to make this look good," she told them, grabbing a vase. "I'll break this and scream. Then you tie me up and take me to the car."

"What?" Berle inquired. "You want us to?..."

Lucille screamed and smashed the vase against the wall. Astor and Berle were dumbfounded.

"Quickly, quickly now!" she ordered them. "Tie me and gag me, then carry me out to the car. Mrs. Lemay will be having lunch about now. I'm sure she heard me scream, and she'll see us...don't worry, I've cut her phone line!" She put her hands behind her back and looked over her shoulder at Astor. "Hurry! Tie my wrists! You, tie up me ankles! I'll struggle a bit while you carry me out!"

The thugs obeyed and carried Lucille out to their car while she twisted and squealed melodramatically. Astor took the short route to the private airport where Buck waited.

Buck watched as Astor and Berle carefully carried their squirming, seemingly indignant passenger to the waiting plane. Lucille always wanted to be an actress, so Buck knew she appreciated the audience. A few farmers in a nearby field were already looking and pointing, but the plane was warmed up and ready.

Yes, this will convince Herr Speidel that Lucille's information was good, Buck told himself. She skips out of London with those plans, she sells them, and us dastardly English kidnap her back. And he knew while Astor and Berle were thugs, they were good at their jobs. He wished them luck in the USA.

Of course, he planned to leave Lucille bound and gagged whilst they flew over the Channel. He couldn't untie her while he was flying the plane, and there might be a spy on the field when they landed, he reasoned.


story by scorpionlover42


Some folks said that Biggles had a problem, but he didn’t see what they meant. Just because he liked everything completely neat and tidy in his life didn’t mean he suffered from excessive compulsive something-or-other. If he just had to have the three propellers of his Ford Trimotor aligned vertically after he switched the engines off, then it was just to make the plane look tidy, not because he had a brain problem. In fact his only real problem in life was his wife Lucille. She kept herself neat and tidy, immaculately so, but she made such a mess of everything else. Crumbs on the seats, heel marks on the floor, empty coffee cups on the dashboard, used lipsticks in the heads. She had to go.

Fortunately Algie and Bertie knew what to do. They said they would take her off to Madame Fifi’s to get her trained and disciplined. That sounded good. Madame Fifi’s boudoir was apparently famous for its well-trained ladies. Biggles knew Lucille was too high and mighty to go to Madame Fifi’s willingly and so he tied her up and gagged her so she wouldn’t be a trouble for Algie and Bertie. He couldn’t quite get all the wrinkles out of the gag but he decided it was neat enough, seeing as she would soon be a long way away.

He waved a cheery goodbye to Lucille as the boys carried her to the car and then he turned round to admire his Trimotor, and wonder if the props were exactly vertical.

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dilligaf340's avatar

i can't wait to experiment on this one.

try not to chop her up like the last one...