Cut and Run 5 - Armed and Dangerous

you doing that?”
    “Doing what?” Ty asked in a bored voice.
    Cameron huffed and glanced at Julian, who was watching Ty with one eyebrow raised.
    Ty tried to hide his smirk. He’d been doing it for a solid hour, and not one of them had managed to figure out how. Ty was once again behind the wheel, trying not to zone out as the road stretched out before them in a seemingly endless roll of pavement, snow, and Holiday Inns.
    “He’s either doing complex math equations in his head, or he’s got GPS embedded in his ass,” Zane muttered.
    Cameron huffed and Ty allowed himself to grin. He glanced at Zane, his only real source of amusement, and he smirked as he turned his attention to the road.
    “Okay, here’s a quiz,” he said. “It was the last set of questions they asked before I got accepted for Recon.”
    Zane looked up from his crossword puzzle to give Ty a sideways glance. “Are you this bored?” he asked in a knowing tone.
    Ty shrugged. “Just trying to pass the time.”
    “I live to be your favorite source of entertainment,” Zane drawled. “What are the questions?”
    Ty glanced at him again, raising an eyebrow. Zane gave him an innocent look. Ty huffed at him, but he was still smiling when he asked the first question. “How do you put a giraffe in a refrigerator?”
    Cameron groaned in the backseat. “If the answer involves knives I want out of the car.”
    Zane tipped his head to the side, his brows drawn together. He opened his mouth to reply, paused and narrowed his eyes at Ty, then hummed. “Open the door and stuff it in.”
    Ty glanced at him, trying to hide his smile. “Very good. How do you put an elephant in a refrigerator?”
    Zane leaned his head back against the headrest as he drummed his fingers on his thigh. “I feel like this is a trick question. Same answer, though.”
    Ty was shaking his head. “You have to take the giraffe out first.” He glanced in the rearview mirror at their prisoners. Julian was watching them, head cocked as he listened. Ty continued. “The Lion King is hosting an animal convention. All the animals attend except one. Which one is it?”
    “Oh Lord,” Zane said under his breath as he shook his head and looked out the window. A soft laugh from behind them drew his attention, and he looked over his shoulder to see Cameron biting his lip, trying not to smile.
    Zane wrinkled his nose and looked back at Ty. “It’s like those tests in grade school with a whole long list of questions to answer, and all you had to do was get to question three, sign your name, and turn it in.”
    “What’s the answer?” Ty asked all of them.
    “I refuse to participate on the grounds that I hate you both,” Julian murmured.
    “I feel like I should know this,” Zane said under his breath.
    “Is it the animal the Lion King is serving for dinner?” Cameron asked, a wry undertone to his voice.
    Ty shook his head.
    “The elephant isn’t there,” Julian finally said in an irritated voice. “Because you just stuffed it into the refrigerator.”
    “That’s right,” Ty said as he tried not to smile. “Last question. There’s a river you have to cross that’s patrolled by crocodiles, and you don’t have a boat. How do you get across?”
    “Ask the crocodile for a ride,” Cameron said.
    Ty shook his head.
    “Swim,” Zane said instead.
    Ty turned his chin and looked at him for his reasoning.
    “What about the crocodiles?” Cameron asked.
    “The crocodiles aren’t there. They’re at the convention,” Zane said with a shrug, and Cameron scowled at him.
    Ty grinned before looking back at the road.
    “You realize those are questions they ask schoolchildren to test their reasoning skills, yes?” Julian provided sardonically.
    Ty nodded, still grinning.
    “So did you get them all right when they asked you?” Zane asked.
    “No,” Ty answered. “For their purposes, you weren’t supposed to get them right. They said they accepted me because my answers were wrong but precisely what they wanted to hear.”
    “I’m sure I cannot imagine what you came up with,” Zane said, shaking his head. “You figured I’d pick it apart logically. Which is the total opposite of what you do.”
    “I wasn’t sure what you’d do,” Ty told him fondly.
    “If you’d asked the last question first? I’d have said shoot the crocodiles,” Zane admitted.
    Ty shook his head, smiling.
    “Grady’s answer was build a bridge,” Julian murmured from the back seat.
    Ty