Cato, huh? Calvin knew that name, but just as he was going to say something about it, the man asked him about getting a new ride.

“Well, it’s wrecked for sure, so we’ll need a new one,” Calvin said, walking alongside Cato as he talked. The Taurus was totaled, so the kid had to wonder how much Cato knew about cars. Maybe the man was just being nice though. As they got to the bus, he added “I think we have a similar idea of what to do here.” Calvin then opened the doors to get on the bus and started looking for the keys. He could hotwire it if needed, but it would save some work if the keys were still around.

In fact, they were under the driver’s seat. Maybe the previous driver of the bus was in a rush and didn’t care about if he had the keys or not. Whatever the reason was didn’t really matter though. Now Calvin could test the bus to see if it started. Turning the keys, he heard a thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk noise. It wasn’t ideal, but at least the bus could be made to work, which was the goal.

Unfortunately, there was one obstacle that Calvin couldn’t surpass on his own; he was definitely too short to access the vehicle’s engine by himself. And since Cato was probably guarding the area or on lookout for something, the boy would need someone else’s help.

Getting out of the bus, Calvin yelled in Pam’s direction “hey Pam! Think you could give me a lift? I need to see the bus’s engine!”