False Bottom. Hazel Edwards
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‘I don’t know. She gave it to me.’Amy tugged his sleeve.’What d’you reckon a spare parts manager might sell?’
Christopher shrugged. ‘Car spare parts? Engine parts? Things for robots? Computer parts? Left-overs?’
‘Mmm, why would that be dangerous?’
‘Depends what they’re used for.’
‘If it was body parts, you could use a new brain.’ Christopher laughed.
Just as Amy tried to think of something clever to say, she noticed the wheelchair rolling across the carpet towards the departure gates.
‘Look, Christopher!’
‘At what?’
‘Mrs Smart. The Lizard Lady. In that wheelchair.’
‘Yes, I drew her before. She was changing money. I liked the shape of that wheelchair.’ Christopher flipped through his notebook. ‘Here she is.’
Amy stared at the sketch. Christopher’s drawing had captured her exactly. He always drew lots of details, so he’d drawn the bearded man standing behind her, holding an airline bag. He’d also drawn the bag on the handlebars and the stick with the frilled lizard shape. This chair had a drawer underneath.
‘Was that her son?’ asked Amy.
‘How would I know? I was going to draw one of the airport wheelchairs but then she rolled along.’
‘Which airport ones?’
‘Over there.’ Christopher waved at three blue wheelchairs neatly parked near the office. Each had a seat belt.
‘Can people take personal wheelchairs on board?’
‘I’m not sure.’
‘She said she was saying goodbye to her son. They have a new business, but she didn’t say what it was.She won’t be travelling with us,’ said Amy. ‘He must have gone through already.’
If she had already said goodbye, why was she in this international lounge? Most people here would be flying soon. As Christopher drew, Amy looked around. Out of habit, she checked the screen. Places and times kept flicking over.
There it was! SIN was moving up the list.
‘Look, Christopher. Singapore’s just flashed up higher. We’ll be moving soon.’
‘Ace.’
Rose bustled up to them, again. She’d been checking regularly. ‘The plane will be leaving in less than an hour. Just a few problems. Are you still okay?’
‘Fine.’
‘Move down to Gate 8 soon. Have you got your departure tax stamps?’
Luckily, Aunty Viv had already paid their departure tax, so they didn’t have to stand in a queue for that. Everybody had to pay twenty dollars before they left the country. Airports had lots of rules. And different uniforms.
‘See his uniform,’ Amy said, pointing to the security guard. ‘That’s like the jacket Mrs Smart had stuffed in her bag. Perhaps it’s the latest fashion?’
Above them, the television news was on.
‘A bank robbery occurred at Westpac in the city late this morning. Half a million dollars was taken. Police are looking for a woman and a man dressed as a security officer to help them with their enquiries.
‘Let’s go!’ said Amy. ‘Follow that wheelchair!’
‘Which chair? I can’t see one.’
Mrs Smart had vanished.
‘How can something as big as a wheelchair vanish?’ said Amy.
But it had.
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