Alice and Celeste, Two Girls with Magic

By Bo Widerberg

This system the to, Bruce and Ray had worked on for a long time now, hadn't worked out the way they had hoped it would - - - so far. However, neither of them were willing to give up. There must be a solution even to our problem, said Ray. We where to import people from South America. We already had the buyers, some rich people, and organization that were looking for ways to cut cost, by paying less wages. We had found a large cargo vessel that could bring the workers north. The Captain on the ship, Allan Rodrigues, was an old friend of Bruce Andersen, was willing to help with delivering the workers up north. He did have some trouble with a new deck hand, Pablo Salvador, that was taken care of by his own crew. As we had the problem with the custom people cleared, we with the help of Alice Mild, and the old witch Celeste on our side, it all worked like a charm. In the beginning, Alice had some trouble with hearing voices, it turned out that an old magician Celeste had her soul inside Alice conscious. The two had to go back five thousand years to get Celeste's ow body. As soon as this was done, things popped in to its right place..

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bo Widerberg
• Release date: Jan 23, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370862801

Bo Widerberg

My name is Bo Widerberg/artbcool, I am born in Europe too many years ago. Have lived with my family in Florida since 1985 and we are happy with our situation. Would feel a lot better if more people would read my stories.

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Alice and Celeste

two Girls

with Magic

by

Bo Widerberg

All characters in this story

are fictitious, and any resemblance

to real people is coincidental.

©Widerberg©

All rights reserved.

This scheme the two, Bruce and Ray, had worked on - - - for a long time now, hadn't work out the way they had hoped it would, - - - so far. However, neither of the two were willing to give up, there must be a solution, even to our problem.

On the other hand, whatever does work out right anyway? I had worked on this deal together with my buddy Bruce Andersen, we have been struggling through it for a good six months by now. And even after Bruce had come with his ideas, and input. I still thought that my own idea, to use a cargo vessel, was by far the best one. Then we wouldn’t need to cross any borders, didn’t have to worry about any border patrols, or guards. However, in Bruce opinion, we would need some real magic to make this scheme work, even with this cargo vessel, the Deliverance, that my friend Allan Rodrigues owned.

In Bruce opinion, we still needed one, or two, back-up plans. Or whatever, to cover the scheme we thought would be the best. However, he added, if we must cross the southern border for whatever reason, they are not catching more than twenty percent of all the illegal people crossing the border anyway, if even that.

Or, why not charter one of those large cargo planes? They would take as many emigrants as the ship Deliverance would. Well, that was at least one of Bruce’s ideas and opinion about our scheme. Cover your ass with other alternatives.

I had to agree. Firstly, to catch twenty percent of the people sneaking across the border, are far too high a number. Even if they couldn’t catch more than ten percent, that would in my opinion still be too risky. And Bruce idea about a cargo plane would have worked fine, if the people that paid for the workers we were to deliver had their own airport, where we could land with the new workers we were supposed to bring in. I know for a fact, they don’t have a private airport. Even the executives that are piloting their own private planes, had to use a regular airport. So, there went another good idea into the garbage can.

After spending too much time pushing our brains, the cargo ship, owned by my good friend Allan Rodrigues, was after another few weeks of arguing, still the best way to get fifty, or even a hundred undocumented emigrants in to the country in a as safe as possible way.

I, at the same time, had some serious trouble with my girlfriend Rose Lind, and her far too talkative mouth. I had told her at several occasions that this new scheme of ours, - - isn’t fully legal. So, please Rose, don’t talk about what we are doing to everyone you meet. And especially Rose, not to people that are not involved in any way, those that are not working with Bruce and myself. She still talked far too freely when other people were around, on how we were to bring in more workers to the country, that the big corporations needed, and were willing to pay good money for, she just wouldn’t stop her mouth.

Like now yesterday when I had to use her computer. I had to find out about a product Bruce was interested in. And, while I was there anyway, I checked on her e-mails. There among another twenty odd e-mails she had sent out, was one that shouldn’t have been there. A fully personal e-mail explaining our business, in detail.

I with a surprise was staring at her e-mail, there was no questions about it anymore, Rose had to go. There was unfortunately not a question about it any longer. How Rose, this good looking and intelligent woman could have been so stupid that she had sent an e-mail to her best friend, Alice Mild, letting her know every detail about our latest caper? She had told her absolutely everything there was to know, every detail! I just couldn’t get my mind around it, I couldn’t understand it. When I told Bruce what I had found among her e-mails, he agreed hundred percent. She is too dangerous, he said, we should get rid of her somehow.

She, Rose, is three years younger than myself, and she is a good-looking girl, but how she could have been