Arrival

this is the eighth chapter...

Finally after a few hours more waiting in Paris airport they were on the national flight to Monaco.

Connie were getting nervous, she had received a message from Peter that he were going to take care of the cover up story, he had said he looked forward to see Connies parents. Now Connie felt so small again, as a little girl not controlling the action around her. She wanted something to drink and asked the stewardess for a beer or whatever strong stuff they could give her. The stewardess said they had a new drink in a can that held about 25 degrees, it was called "HULK" it was made from Tequila, Lime juice and some green Mint, it was a Mexican version of The Brazilian Caprihina, or the Russioan version Kaprinoska. Very fresch no alcohol taste and was servd with some ice. Connie said she wanted two.  She got two. The drink were so good she could have drunken ten, but then she got more needs to go to the bathroom. She felt her self energized by the drink as strong as the Hulk, she were like a goddess. She came out from the toilet and now the speaker said time to buckle up and go down for landing in Monaco. Here the weather were better about 20 Celcius, 75 Farenheit. And now it was mid day.

When they had been waiting for their bags for 45 minutes, and Connie's mother's suite case was not found they had to start with lost baggage cueing and when they finally got through the costum, Connie got Peter sighted and she felt a twist inside her. He was so handsome, Club Blazer and with a sign, "Welcome to MONACO Family Smith!" On it. Connies Mother thought it was not for them as Smith is a very commun US Family name. But Peter said hello and welcome. 

  'I have been told by Connies French teacher that you are coming so you are invited to us!' Peter said.

  Connie loved that version and just hang on, Peter gave the Frech cheek kisses to the whole family, even Connies Father got them and the two men claped each others backs in a hug.

  'But Connie, you said you had no company here? What more haven't you told us?' Her father was supriced but didn't sound angry.

  'Well well, I don't know anything just let this heh, Pete? What was your name did you say?' Connie played unknowing and innocent.

  'Peter, P-E-T-E-R. As in Peter PAN, you know the green guy that can fly?' Peter did angel wings with his hands looking rediculous, as a Clown.

Connie thought of him as funny, and answered 'Yes, I love that guy...' She blinked at Peter, she felt so happy, this was going perfect. Peter was the best actor. 

  'So what happens now?' Connies father was starting the questioning now.

  'Well I thought that I will bring you home to my little hiding place and then we can have a little drink with my parents before we go on a little shopping tour in the city. How about that?'  Connie thought that Peter sounded a s real guide.

  'So you live here? And you are a friend of Connies French Teacher?'  Connies mother kept on asking.

  'Yes we got to kow each other when we studied together in Paris five years ago. He was becoming an French teacher and wanted to go to California to teach French and I was getting an English teaching diploma and could work here on the Riviera to teach French people English. It is good business and not so hard work. I work mostly on weekends and on school holydays and I can keep on studying meanwhile. I love the University life, I just can't get enough.' Now Connie thought he was kissing her parents asses almost to much telling them he loves to study and everything...

Connies mother looked impressed at this young man speaking well English with just the slight French accent making him even more attractive.

Now Connie wanted to say something, she had been thinking loong time now on what to say.

  'Hm,' she started, 'So how do you live? Do you have an Appartment here in the City?'

  'No, no Appartment no, that would be complicated, we have to many cars and the Helicopter. Can not land on the city roofs.'

  'Helicopter?' Connies father asked surpriced.

  'Yes, My father use it in his work. He is a stock brooker and work in Paris a few days a week and the fastest way to go between is with Helicopter, it takes less time when you don't need to check in and out and all the street traffick. Paris is a big mess of cars you know.'

  'Wow, your own helicopter, driving a Lotus, I figure your English classes give good cash?'

  'I can manage but it is mostly because that I for the moment stay with my parents, they are seldom home anyway so it s better that way, so they have someone to take care of their animals.'

  'Animals?' Connie looked curious, she had honnestly not heard anything about animals before, that was news for her.

  'Well, yes my parents have this sick hobby collecting strange animals from their trips around the world. The have mini animals, dwarws of just anything. My mom is a veterinarian and she have a hobby to make dwarf clones from any animal. She have some secret and is doing reserach about how to be able to have mini anmals at home. She have so far one Elefant that is 10 years old and supposed to be a few meters high, but is only 50 centimeters high, almost 2 feet. And we have a litte tiger that is not bigger than a cat, and does not attack people. We have a one and a half meter high Giraff. But personally the funniest is the eagle, it is as small as a Little canarie bird but looks like an real eagle, and it hunts rats as big at its self. I think she couldn't fix away his instict to hunt. But it is also the first animal she have brought up this way. On the side we have normal animals as well. real minimonkeys and a huge dog and a huge salt water aquarium. You will see.'

Peter stopped the car outside a high wall with a black gate in with golden nobs on the top. He held out his hand and a thing came up through the ground and opened up. He pressed his hand agains something and a voice asked him something in French and he answered. Then the gate started to open up slowly. When the gate was opened he drove in awaiting the gate to close behind him and then he repeated the same procedure to get through the next gate.

Finally they got to a wall with a house on top. There was a door in the wall that he drove into and they got into a garage.