Here Be Monsters (Tyler Cunningham) by Sheffield Jamie

Author:Sheffield, Jamie [Sheffield, Jamie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SmartPig
Published: 2012-12-31T06:00:00+00:00

Bog River Falls Outlet, 6:37a.m., 9/9/2012

“Morning Boss! This is your henchperson, Dorothy, calling to report in on enemy troop movements. Out.”

“Dorothy, you're using a cell-phone, not a 'walkie'. You can just talk, no need to use communications jargon... although I like the idea of having a 'henchperson'. What's going on?”

“First, Boooooo about no comms-jargons! Second, thanks! Third, I was parked at the Bartlett Carry turnoff like you suggested, and a couple of minutes ago saw a single yellow crew-cab truck go by. I pulled out a minute later to follow them down the road. I had to slow down a bit at the Panther Mountain parking lot to avoid two guys, one looked like Justin and the other had to be Barry based on your descriptions. I didn't see George, but he could be letting them climb the mountain while he finishes his first cup of coffee. There were no other cars or trucks with them in convoy or in the parking lot”

“Thanks Dorothy! Did they see you?”

“Not likely... I kept my high-beams on when I passed, and they were focused on finding the trailhead. I made the turn at Wawbeek Corner, and drove back into cell-range down by the Upper Saranac boat launch. They should be back down in a few minutes, do you want me to circle back and report when they are headed your way?”

“Nope, thanks for the offer, but you should go to work and help clean and feed homeless beasts. I feel bad enough that I've involved you to this extent, but I couldn't figure out how to watch them and get done what I needed to do. Now though, you should clock out as henchperson, and clock in at the shelter. I'll talk to you later.” Strangely, I felt as confident as I sounded, although there were probably a nearly infinite number of things that could go wrong from here on out; things were going to get exponentially trickier and riskier until a tipping point sometime around midday when they would resolve themselves in one of only two ways... that I could see.

“Good luck, and Tyler... do what you have to do to come home tonight, OK?” I don't think that Dorothy had figured out my endgame yet, but if she had, I'm sure that she would have approved. She sees the world in simplistic terms, and tends not to worry much about what happened yesterday.

“Will do. Remember to drop your phone and SIM-card in two different lakes on your way to work, and give Gandhi a cookie from me. Evil Mastermind over and out.” I closed the clamshell phone, walked over to look at the Bog River dumping into the bottom of Tupper Lake, stripping the SIM-card and battery out as I went and chucked the phone and card as far as I could (tossing the battery into the lower end of Tupper Lake seemed needlessly eco-hostile, and I regretted not mentioning it to Dot, although she would probably forget to ditch the phone altogether).

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