Oi, after taking care of unfinished business at the Super 8 Motel in Porter Ranch, Henderson drove aimlessly for awhile, chatting on his cellphone, as he is prone to do. By a precise method of calculation, we determined his helicopter pad, from whence he took off for more mischief at Van Nuys airport, could be anywhere within 50 miles of said Van Nuys landing strip. He had almost an hour to drive to the pad from the Super 8, which means he could have gone just about anywhere, so we just put his pad in the
Sunshine Canyon Landfill/Dump, just because it’s the center of intrigue of the worst and most expensive decision the L.A. City Council ever made, and that’s saying a lot. I’m glad I live in the suburbs, such as they are. Anyway, we could chart Henderson a course from the Super 8 that would take him 50 miles from the Van Nuys Airport, no problem, just to fill his timeline and make us complete, but that would make absolutely no sense, as we’d like to pretend martial law works on occasion, even to nab imposters.