part of the plan, Tommy called his best friend, Derek. Derek' s dad was the local chief of poli their small, affluent suburban town. Although the police force was small, it was very well funded, and Derek' s dad had a small arsenal of hi-tech police gear stored in a special locker in his home. Derek had long ago discovered where his dad hid the key, and he and his friends had broken into the locker and played around with some of the gear in the past.
Tommy got Derek to put together a ockpile of equipment for their plan: First, Derek took three Tasers, small devices that looked like remote trols but which gave off powerful electric shocks. A Taser could stop a small elephant in its tracks; Tommy was sure they' d bring down Gus, Ben, and Ted long enough for his friends to subdue them. Derek also took a couple of walkie-talkies, several pairs of handcuffs, and four police clubs - nasty black rods with steel-reinforced ters.
Tommy' s plan was simple. They' d go to the cert and make sure that the three roadies got a good look at Steve. Then, at the end of the cert, they' d ceal themselves and follow along behind as Steve as he walked toward the exit. If the three thugs repeated the same pattern, they' d lure Steve away from the crowd traffid over to their equipment trailer, where they' d lure him inside and then proceed to sadistically beat his abs and whip him for their pleasure.
Only this time, Tommy, Scott, and Derek would be right behind, and just before Steve ehe trailer, the three teens would use the Tasers to subdue their prey, hustle them into the trailer, handcuff their hands and ankles, and thehe crap out of them with the billy clubs. At least,that was the plan. Tommy was sure it would work.
The day of the cert arrived and the four teens arrived at the fairgrounds. They mao smuggle all their special gear past the ticket-takers in a knapsack stuffed with t-shirts and a few magazines. "Okay," Tommy told the others, "spread out and find