And most of these have been delivered to the Kircheisen Festung although Hans Eiger has been in particular very grouchy about the heavier items which he says cannot be transported using his precious itty-bitty cable car they are too heavy so they are waiting on the valley floor while Inge Desirée runs around yelling. I am sure everyone is having a great old time indeed.

Rex now is sitting alongside Charlie and Lucille, and he is saying something that makes her laugh through the snot.

Good for Rex he is a good human.

I go to Doc and tell her she will not like what happens next and she takes me into our room and pointedly has sex with me and then says that she did in fact like what happened next. I say obviously not that and she says if I do not control a given outcome I should not make statements about it. I say okay and bearing that in mind I go out again and I go to a phone booth and call François Leclerc.

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“We have nothing to talk about Mr. Price.”

I tell him what we have to talk about and he says he will send a car. I say that I am not getting in his nasty Franco-Belgian ethnosupremacist automobile because number one I do not ride with the enemy and number two more important that is getting taken to a second location at which point he will ethno-supremely torture the shit out of me until I die and I am not at home to that idea. At. All.

“Then we cannot talk Mr. Price because certainly we cannot talk on the phone.”

I could tell him that if he had proper VoIP secure calling from Poltergeist we could talk on the phone like FOR HOURS and all they would know in the many many rooms where such things are intercepted was that dot A and dot B were maybe sexting maybe plotting the end of human civilization. But he cannot have proper VoIP secure calling from Poltergeist because the anarchokobolds who make this happen think he is an asshole.

Instead I tell him where to meet me and I pretend I am bringing someone along to watch my back.

ELEVEN