Fun and exciting times
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x_snowvalleySo, I'm back from Vermont. I left Wanda there to do her conference thing and got a ride to the mansion on the Blackbird with Kurt and the rest.
...I'm tempted to leave it there just to make you all horrendously curious, but I'm too tired to fend off the phone calls I'd get.
The short version is that I now know who was behind the theft of my arm--a guy named George Tarleton that until yesterday was one of New Son's lab rats, and a woman named Monica Rappaccini who happens to be the biological mother of Cammie, the green-haired poison arm girl who lives at Xavier's. The two of them apparently decided that it was time to meet Cammie and me face to face, and while they were at it, they took Cammie's parents hostage for a short time. The parents have been rescued and are only somewhat traumatised, and Cammie and I managed to not get kidnapped. That's the good news.
The bad news...well, there's a lot of it. The bad guys got away, for one. For another, there are a couple of dead New Son guys in a warehouse in Vermont; I can't imagine that will have improved my relationship with their company. And best of all, they still have my arm, minus a couple of fingers, which they had couriered to Cammie to lure her out of the mansion yesterday.
Oh, and the courier who delivered my fingers? His name is Hans Mittlesteadt. He works for Infonet.
I'm at Xavier's right now, and could use a ride home. I'd check a car out, but I'm guessing I'm back to round-the-clock chaperoning. The last thing I really need is to get snatched between here and there.
Remy, I'll have a report on your desk tomorrow. And just because I know you've got files on all of us, it turns out a taser is a stunningly effective way of taking me down.
See you guys this afternoon.
...I'm tempted to leave it there just to make you all horrendously curious, but I'm too tired to fend off the phone calls I'd get.
The short version is that I now know who was behind the theft of my arm--a guy named George Tarleton that until yesterday was one of New Son's lab rats, and a woman named Monica Rappaccini who happens to be the biological mother of Cammie, the green-haired poison arm girl who lives at Xavier's. The two of them apparently decided that it was time to meet Cammie and me face to face, and while they were at it, they took Cammie's parents hostage for a short time. The parents have been rescued and are only somewhat traumatised, and Cammie and I managed to not get kidnapped. That's the good news.
The bad news...well, there's a lot of it. The bad guys got away, for one. For another, there are a couple of dead New Son guys in a warehouse in Vermont; I can't imagine that will have improved my relationship with their company. And best of all, they still have my arm, minus a couple of fingers, which they had couriered to Cammie to lure her out of the mansion yesterday.
Oh, and the courier who delivered my fingers? His name is Hans Mittlesteadt. He works for Infonet.
I'm at Xavier's right now, and could use a ride home. I'd check a car out, but I'm guessing I'm back to round-the-clock chaperoning. The last thing I really need is to get snatched between here and there.
Remy, I'll have a report on your desk tomorrow. And just because I know you've got files on all of us, it turns out a taser is a stunningly effective way of taking me down.
See you guys this afternoon.
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