Led to the Slaughter

[Auro Syrdash]

No sooner had Austin touched Fido's radio dial, infusing the stereo with her magick, small arcs of brilliant pink light danced from her fingertips and across the Cadillac's console. With a slight burst of energy felt by everyone in the car, the stereo crackled to life and began to play the following song:

As the song reached its conclusion, Austin swung into the parking lot, claiming a space beside Erica Fisher's personal company car. Striking union workers had already started to form a picket line. There, they stood with signs mounted on two by fours and jeered the scabs brave or desperate enough to pass and subject themselves to a barrage of insults.

After listening to the song that just played, there seemed little doubt as to what the ultimate fate of the Golden Calf they sought would be. In the end, it was Al who broke the silence. Loudly gulping down whatever was in his Coke bottle, he let out a belch and opened his car door.

After stretching in Al's lap with a huge yawn, Mr. Kitty sprang out of the car and began strutting toward the picket line. "Follow that feline!" Al said with a chuckle. It was going to be a long day.