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an education, or would he be wasting time in class while the world hurtled out of control? These were
things he and the others were going to have to discuss with Bruce. But that would be later. Now it was
time to get to Chicago and to watch the police sting LeRoy Banks and Cornelius Grey. It was a trap he
had devised, which had impressed Sergeant Tom Fogarty.

Vicki had done a great job on the phone, pretending to be Maria Diablo, secretary to Tom Fogarty, "the
attorney." Judd had thought of the fake name for her.

"Where did you come up with that name, anyway?" she said.

"Diablomeans 'devil' in Spanish."

Vicki shot him a double take. You think I'm a devil?"

"Hardly," Judd said, carefully picking his way through traffic. He wanted to look at Vicki, but there was
still enough rubble and construction going on that he didn't dare take his eyes from the road.

Judd's grades had tumbled during the last year, but he had always been a good memorizer, probably
from all the years he had spent in Bible memory clubs as a kid. That memory told himdiablo was from
the worddiabolical, which meant "tricky" or "devious." That was what his plan was.

How many times had Judd's mother com-plained, "But you've got a good brain"? She used to say, "Use
it like you used to, and your grades will shoot up."

He knew she was right, but because he had not been controlled by God back then, he had used the gift
God had given him, that sharp mind, for his own purposes. He had devised a runaway plan, saved cash
he got from the stolen credit card, and made his own plane reservations. Fittingly, God chose the middle
of Judd's escape from his "awful" home life to send Christ and rapture the church.

If it hadn't been so devastating, Judd might have found humor in it. Though he knew the truth and what
he had to do--- receive Christ after all--- still he found himself facing the despair of the loss of his family.
Sometimes he caught himself in such a dark hole of sad-ness, despite finally settling things with God, that
he wondered if he could go on.

Maybe, he thought, that was why God had, in essence, left him in charge of these other three kids.
Without that responsibility, he wondered what would have become of him. Keeping track of Ryan and
Lionel alone kept his mind occupied much of the time. Then there was reading his Bible and studying
what Bruce believed was crucial for him to know. Vicki didn't take any work. It was good to have
someone close to his age to talk to, someone who seemed to understand him.

Judd pulled onto the expressway and found himself in that crazy traffic that had seemed to double since
the Rapture. Where was everyone going? With so many having disappeared, it seemed strange that rush
hour lasted all day and half the night now. People were desperate, frantic to see how this would all sort
itself out. What would happen to their jobs, their companies, their careers, their plans?

It would be months, Judd figured, before the roadways were cleared of all the crashed cars and debris.
It seemed all he and the oth-ers heard or saw on the news was crime and mayhem. Bad people took
advantage of bad times, and times had never been as bad as this.

Judd was grateful Vicki was with him. On the one hand, he thought she was the type of girl he could get