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Josephine and Little Bear: Mystery of the Lost Cub
Josephine and Little Bear: Mystery of the Lost Cub
Josephine and Little Bear: Mystery of the Lost Cub
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Josephine and Little Bear: Mystery of the Lost Cub

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Josephine is an average girl, living in Phoenix.  She never would have guessed, as she woke up one summer morning, that she would be kidnapped by a notorious bank robber who just escaped from prison.  Fighting for survival in the Superstition Mountains, along with her new friend Little Bear, the two manage to solve the legend of the Lost Cub. Join Josephine and Little Bear on their surprising adventure!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMia Daviner
Release dateAug 13, 2018
ISBN9781386405498
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    Josephine and Little Bear - Mia Daviner

    TABLE OF CONTENTS:

    Chapter One: The Escape ..............................................................................................Page 3

    Chapter Two:  Awakened..............................................................................................Page 7

    Chapter Three: Ray Garcia...........................................................................................Page 15

    Chapter Four: The Man................................................................................................Page 17

    Chapter Five: Taken.....................................................................................................Page 23

    Chapter Six: Not According to Plan............................................................................Page 27

    Chapter Seven: Meanwhile........................................................................................Page 30

    Chapter Eight: The Plot Thickens...............................................................................Page 33

    Chapter Nine: The Mountains...................................................................................Page 36

    Chapter Ten: Little Bear..............................................................................................Page 40

    Chapter Eleven: The Hike...........................................................................................Page 46

    Chapter Twelve: The Cave.........................................................................................Page 50

    Chapter Thirteen: The Lost Cub................................................................................Page 53

    Chapter Fourteen: The Home Comming.................................................................Page 57

    CHAPTER ONE: THE ESCAPE

    Jason McGuire’s heart was pounding so loud in his chest, he was certain anyone within ten feet of him could hear it.  He had waited for this moment ever since the barred door of his eight by six foot cell clanged locked behind him.  It was now or never.  For two whole years he watched; taking careful, mental notes of the guards’ schedules and habits.  Working in the laundry had afforded him access to one of the few exits from the medium security prison in which he was locked up. Almost immediately after starting his job in the laundry, he noticed there were loads of special items that had to be sent out for special cleaning that the prison facilities weren’t able to handle.  That was when he began to plan his own exit from the prison.

    His job in the laundry also gave him the opportunity to rid himself of the dirt he removed from the hole he was digging in the wall of his small cell, hidden from the guards with a poster of his favorite movie character, Indiana Jones.  One small pocket-full at a time he emptied the debris into a washer as he loaded the sheets and other items.  The walls of his cell were made from a relatively soft stone called limestone, making it very easy to dig with a stolen spoon from the cafeteria. 

    As the days wore on, he began to notice that the guards on the early shift seemed a little more relaxed on rules like checking in and out of the facility, maybe because people were just naturally sleepy in the morning.  He didn’t really care why.  He just knew that when the time was right, he would hide in one of the large, wheeled laundry buckets and be quietly rolled onto the waiting van.  No one would know he was gone until the spot check at 7 o’clock in the morning.

    This was it! Having placed his pillow under his sheet on his small cot, he crawled through the tiny hole painstakingly dug over the years.  He made his way to the laundry through an air vent, dropping to the floor so quietly not even the rat in the corner took notice of him.  In the basket, his breath was very hot under all the heavy linen.  He could feel himself moving across the tiled floor; the bumpy entrance into the van; the ride through the gates.  So far, so good! he thought.  Now let’s just hope that girl is keeping up her end of the plan.

    He had met Becky through the pen pal program offered by the prison to help inmates to become more literate.  He could tell right away that she was just what the doctor ordered.  She seemed way too eager to meet him and complained constantly about problems at home.  He got her address from her father who was serving 15 years for grand theft, of which he constantly proclaimed his innocence.  His cell was close to Jason’s and they spoke often, becoming friends—if making friends in prison is even possible.  Most of the inmates claim innocence but in Jason’s case it was true.  It was the reason he was so determined to break out.  He needed to prove his innocence.  Knowing people believed him to be a criminal ate away at him something fierce.

    Becky’s father seemed only too willing (or uncaring?) to see his daughter meet up with such a polite boy like Jason.  That’s exactly what got Jason into this mess in the first place.  He was very polite.  It was a habit drilled into him from boyhood by his mother.  He may not have been taught much but he knew his manners.  He never used first names without permission.  It was always sir or ma’am or miss.  His mother insisted since he was old enough to talk and it became engrained on his brain and part of his personality.  This was the main characteristic of the criminal that really robbed 13 banks in California and Arizona. 

    All the witnesses said he (the robber) was very polite.  One day, Jason went to the bank after a long day at his campsite in the Superstition Mountains to cash a check he received for a small ounce of gold he was able to fish from a stream near his camp.  It was the same bank he went to for several years and the tellers knew how polite he was.  He must have dropped one of his work gloves that had his name written on it with a black marker.  He remembers noticing he couldn’t find it when he got back to the camp.  The polite robber, now dubbed the Gentleman Bandit must have entered the bank as Jason was leaving.  Since he and the Gentleman Bandit were at the same bank on the same day, everyone put 2 and 2 together and got...well, Jason.  It was very bad timing, indeed.  The next time he entered the bank, he heard, Hold it right there, mister! yelled from one of the armed guards employed by the bank.  Apparently, they were waiting for him!  And the rest of the story is history.  Which brings us to Jason, in the back of a laundry service van, hoping Becky was where she was supposed to be, doing what they planned she should be doing.

    About 10 minutes into the ride, Jason could feel the van slowing down.  Please, God, Jason whispered to himself, If everything is going according to the plan, the driver must be stopping to help Becky.  She was supposed to be waiting five miles outside the prison on the van’s route.  He was hoping she was able to use the jack to hike up her car to make it look like it had a flat tire.  She must have done a good job because the van was at a complete stop.

    Jason slowly dug himself out of the bucket and looked through the windshield to see what was going on.  Sure enough, a girl that had to be Becky was there and the driver was more than happy, as any man would be, to help a young, thin—but well endowed, blonde girl, wearing very short jean cut off shorts and tight T-shirt, helpless on the side of the road.

    It was more than Jason had hoped for.  She even had a real flat tire.  The driver was very distracted and Jason opened the back doors of the van and quietly snuck out.  He hid behind some bushes not far from the road until the driver had fixed the tire and gotten Becky’s phone number and was making his way back onto the highway.

    Once the van was out of sight, Jason ran out to meet his partner in crime.  This was the first time the two would meet face to face.  He was surprised to see her wearing braces and she was much younger than she seemed in her letters.  Oh, no. he thought.  Please don’t tell me I’ve got a minor on my hands!

    Hi, I’m Becky Rowland.

    I’m pleased to meet you, Miss Rowland.

    They gave each other a very awkward hug, hesitated for a second and then without saying a word, the two turned and headed towards the maroon Chevy Impala parked on the side of the road.  It was dented and rusted but it revved right up when he turned the key.  He drove because it was the polite thing to do.  Before they knew it they were headed down the same highway the laundry service van had traveled only a few minutes earlier, only they were headed to his camp in the Superstition Mountains.  His hope was that his partner, who stood by him throughout the whole ordeal of the arrest and trial, was keeping up the campsite and keeping others away from it.

    He began thinking about his partner as they drove, pretty much in silence.  His name was Ray and he wasn’t the best sort of person, but his loyalty during the trial made him feel a little better about him, however out of character for Ray that is was.  They met at the courthouse as Jason was posting his claim on a site in the mountains that seemed promising for panning.  There were many caves on the claim but one was especially promising.  During his initial exploration of it he found clues that might lead him to a vein of gold.  When Ray offered to help finance his camp, Jason knew he would need the money; but he never told Ray about the cave. 

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