Tradewinds 17 CH 07They had spent the last few hours resting, and Maximilian drew them a rough map of Vandenberg Manor, which they all went over carefully as he covered where to expect Rawne’s men.
Maximilian now wore a hooded jacket from the Maximum’s limited wardrobe, not wanting to give himself away now that he was on the outside. Much as he disliked splitting up on general principle, he also had to admit that Shades was probably right about the pitfalls of trying to sneak in as a group. If a single fight broke out, the commotion would surely sound the alarm for the rest of them.
To say nothing of the fact that, though he had the advantage of knowing his home inside out, his new companions would have to rely solely on his map and descriptions. They had decided to break in during the wee hours of the morning because the guards would be tired. At the same time, it would still be difficult to predict whether they would be on-edge so soon after Maximilian’s latest esca
Scoot 5And so Scoot didst go forth and wander for many days in the Mall.
He didst explore teh Mall from one end to the other, having many strange experiences, speaking to many people, searching many stores and buying many things, all whilst trying to avoid the police who didst hunt him.
Yet he couldst not find what he was looking for.
And his father didst appear before him as a mirage and said unto him: ‘Hurry, my son. We shalt be leaving in a few hours.’
His annoying little sister didst appear before him as a mirage and said unto him: ‘Thou must buy new clothes. Thy pants art so 1995.’
And his father didst appear before him as a mirage and said unto him: ‘Hurry, my son. We shalt be leaving in two hours.’
His no-good half brother didst appear before him as a mirage and said unto him: ‘Thou must see what I have found at the hobby shop! It doth totally rule!’
And his father didst appear before him as a mirage and said unto him: ‘Hurry, my so
Tradewinds 17 CH 06Maximilian Vandenberg. Or ‘Max’ for short.
In between Rawne’s men’s periodic patrols of the mansion, Sebastian continued to explain their current situation. About the origins of the Vandenberg family fortune. About Albert Freedan.
“He’s an accountant from New Cali, or so he claimed,” Sebastian explained. “He arrived almost ten years ago, very quickly worked his way up the ranks, and in only a few years became Master Percival’s closest advisor. For years, we thought he was a loyal partner, and he’s always had a sharp mind for business. Once, I would have thought him a good teacher for the Young Mas— er, you— now that you are coming of age to take your place in the family business…”
“What happened?” Max asked. Both Sebastian’s tea, as well being up and moving around, helped clear his head, and this was but one of many questions now racing through it.
“The earthquake,” Sebast
Scoot 4And so Scott didst set forth and wander the earth as the Gods of Hondo had commanded him.
He didst wander down highways and through towns, getting kicked out of many businesses; through forests and deserts and jungles, making many cute little animal friends; he didst swim across the Ocean and accidentally discover the Lost Island of Mu, which he traded the natives for a pack of Juicy Fruit gum.
He didst confront many people: he didst use the Five-Finger Discount against crazy ¢apitalist merchants; he didst subdue Police Officers with his impossibly logical blithering; he didst disturb and confound the Inmates and Shrinks of the Institutions he didst find himself in from time to time; he didst manage to frighten away all but the most interesting of people.
He didst manage not to get very much sleep, either.
One day, whilst hiking through the mountains, the Gods of Hondo didst appear before him.
‘We seek Scott son of Martin,’ spake Derrick, God of Dammit.
‘I am he,