“We hae an assignment fur some ay ye,” The inspector began without preamble, “We’re nae authorised tae wark in Saskatchewan, an’ thaur is trooble brewin’ thaur.”
“How may we help?” Chris asked.
“We believe ‘at jist two ay yer number shood be enaw tae help haur,” he continued, “Th’ rest we’ll send tae east intae Saskatchewan.”
“Where & why?” Susie asked.
“To Outlook on the South Saskatchewan River,” Yatkov said, “You’ll be met there by Rene LaFarge, who works for us. He will update you when you arrive.”
“What’s going on there?”
Season 8—Chapter 8—Changes—Episode 11:
Continuing our story—at the RR Yard…
“If it’s all the same to you, Miss Blackmon, we’d like you to assign Boomer and Larry to remain here,” Yatkov grinned, “They’re old and harmless looking.”
“Hey!” Larry sputtered, “Big Mac is older than we are!”
“He doesn’t look harmless.”
“You can take your train to Saskatoon, it will be safe to leave it there,” Murphy Latkov continued, “From there you ride south along the river to Outlook.”
Moving along—Several days later in Saskatchewan… The Adventure Train was making its way across the prairie—and it’s occupants adjusting to the wide expanse of—wide expanse, “Well, this is exciting.”
“Understated, Chris,” Jay Cooper laughed, “I’d think you’d be used to that, living in the IRL desert.”
“Oh Jay, sometime, perhaps, we can visit my desert—I think you’d change your opinion.”
“I’d love to have my opinion changed, Chris,” Jay grinned.
About the same time—Boomer and Larry were hosting a visit by the Mounties… “So, you claim to be time-travellers and that creatures can speak, other than this bird, who I suspect simply mimics like a parrot—show me some proof.”
Boomer glanced at Daisy, who took the cue, “What exactly, Sergeant Connors, would you like me to tell you?”
“We could step outside—just us two…”
They did—and moments later returned—Connors’ face ashen, “She does speak.”
“An’ noo, Connors, mayhaps ye will come tae hear other creatures spick,” Inspector MacIntyre said, “Yer horse, mayhaps?”
“What of this claim of time travelling?”
“Follow me, Sergeant,” Boomer grinned as he opened the door leading to the modern bathroom facilites—hoping Cujo would leave them visible to 19th Century people…
To be Continued…