AREM Part 2
*not mine. Author: Rachel Maxwell from the Town of Odyssey. However, author unknown in the long run*
Our investigation led us to believe that the person or persons responsible kicked things up a gear after their conversations with Alex Jefferson and Cal Jordan. (See Appendix A-1). AREM seemed to begin popping up with more frequency, but that could have been because Andromeda began their branch in Odyssey; Novacom. Their conversations were not limited to the two boys, but for awhile it seemed as if they were picking them out. Apparently this was due only to the boys being on at the right time-and following instructions.
AREM-Hi boys.
A&C-what do you want
AREM-There’s something you should see.
A&C-what
AREM-Type in ‘Whit’s End, Connellsville’
AREM-The password is ‘butter’
AREM-Good. Now type in the words ‘Cam 17’
AREM-Now hit enter.
The fact that these same two boys were almost always the ones contacted led us to believe that AREM knew them. Apparently this was a misconception.
DareAngel-Well? Huh? Huh? Huh?
AREM-Shut up Max I’m typing.
DareAngel-Why do you call me Max? You’re the only person I know who calls me that. Did they do it?
AREM-Yeah. They’ve got the camera up now.
DareAngel-Alright!
AREM-How do you know all those passwords?
DareAngel-That’s my seeecret. I’ll teach you when we get a chance. Kinda busy right now though. Heh heh.
AREM-Yeah. OK, well I got to go to work. What do we need to do next, you know, in case I’m on next?
DareAngel-The RWS. Duh.
AREM-Course. Makin’ sure. See ya later kid.
DareAngel-Ciao.
AREM-Hey, did I tell you I’m going out w/ Connie?
DareAngel-I kinda guessed.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Connie
I’m in trouble. Really. I think I have developed a crush on Connie.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Connie
Well, to be honest, I can see how that would be easy to do. Yah. Very easy.
DareAngel-Hey Mitch.
Mitchell_of_Maine-Hey Max.
DareAngel-And how is Lover boy?
Mitchell_of_Maine-Oh shut up.
DareAngel-Whoa whoa, trouble in paradise?
Mitchell_of_Maine-More like trouble from the other direction. Guess who I saw today?
DareAngel-Pinky the Clown?
Mitchell_of_Maine-Your boss.
DareAngel-You’re kidding.
Mitchell_of_Maine-Apparently, Mr. Dent wasn’t a ‘team player’. Whittaker found the camera. I think he thinks I put it there.
DareAngel-Why?
Mitchell_of_Maine- See, I just picked up a load of those cameras like the one he found in the dictionary-for Novacom.
DareAngel-You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’?
Mitchell_of_Maine-I think so. Hey, what took you so long to get on today?
DareAngel-Hey I’m at work you know. What time is it-my clock is wrong.
Mitchell_of_Maine-Nearly four.
DareAngel-Hey, somebody’s on the Campbell site.
Mitchell_of_Maine-The boys again?
DareAngel-Don’t think so. GTG.
His interaction with the two children Sarah Pritchett and Cal Jordan when they were using the computer at the school seems to add to the idea that he picked certain people to interact with, but once again, they seem to have just been on at the right time. Further investigations have revealed nothing about his preference for dealing with children.
AREM-Hello there.
Patch-It’s about time you showed up
AREM-Have you been looking for me?
Patch-yes
AREM-What do you want?
Patch-Tell us who you are.
AREM-Why?
Patch-Just tell us. Hurry
AREM-Type in ‘Andromeda Radio Wave Study’
Patch-OK. Got it.
AREM-The password is ‘Blue Gill’
Patch-alright
AREM-Go to Medical Tests at the bottom of the screen
AREM-Click on reports and download. Bye.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: What?
Who was on and what did you get them to do? AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SCREENSAVER?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: [none]
Two kids-that Cal and some girl. They downloaded the Medical Tests. I think. I had to get off-Charles was coming up. They should’ve got it-gave them good enough instructions. I thought your screensaver was dull and bland. So I changed it.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Screensaver
So you made it say ‘I love Ardvaarks’? You cannot spell man.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Ardvaarks
I just refuse to bow to the whim of Noah Webster. If I want to spell ardvaark with the double a in the middle, that’s my trouble. Feel free to fix it…so I can change it to something nuttier. I know-I’ll make it say ‘DO NOT TOUCH. AREM AT WORK.’ Like it?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: How’s It Going?
Hey Ray! How’s my favorite sister? Just dropping you a line to see how you’re doing and all. Get the pictures I’ve been sending? I know you don’t have net access right now, but whenever you get them let me know so I’ll know it’s working! Cya, Mitch.
AREM-Are you on? I need to tell you something.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: [none]
Went bowling with Connie last night. Maxy, was she this weird when you lived here? It was like…like she knew something. DID YOU TELL HER???!!!!
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: NO
No I did NOT tell her. You are not serious are you? I mean, you don’t really think she knows?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Connie
It’s just that she was looking at my computer when I came out of my room. And your message was up-what did you want to tell me?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Tell
Just that I may not be around-you’ll have to take over AREM for awhile I think. Charles is possibly sending me somewhere or other. Something about Eugene. He’s gonna tell me more later. How is it with Connie?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Connie
Very weird. She…she doesn’t trust me. Feels like she doesn’t know me. I wish Ray wasn’t on vacation-I’d ask her about it.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Ray
What am I-chopped liver?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Chopped Liver
Nah, you’re just liver. Seriously, you’re not a girl. And pardon me, but girls understand girls better. Did you hear Connie’s Candid Conversation with me the other day?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Candid Conversation
Yeah. I wasn’t going to mention it…
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Thanks a lot
Kind of you. I do not know what I am going to say to her.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Say
I kinda think you’ve said enough…
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Thanks A lot again
I don’t think I’ve said enough.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Don’t Look at Me
I’m no girl. Talk to Ray.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Oye!
Oye amigo! Como esta usted? Yo muy bien. (I think. Yo is I, right?) What up in the lovely sunny land of Odyssey? It’s cold there now, right? Yeah, I’ve gotten the pictures…Mitch, you like her don’t you?!
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Ray
THANK GOODNESS. Richard is no good at this stuff-he hasn’t really dated a girl in months (or if he has he hasn’t told me about it.) I need a girl’s perspective Ray-help me out willya? See, I like her-like, a lot, only I think I goofed up. Cause I told her I thought I was falling in love with her…while we were on the radio. And she’s avoiding me. Seriously avoiding me.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Connie
Aw, that’s sweet! Take it from a girl Mitch; she will be glad you said it. If not now then someday. Trust me on this one. Are you really in love with her?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: [none]
I dunno. I think I’m falling in love with her, if that means anything.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: It does.
It means you want to fall in love with her. Mitch, just relax and enjoy it.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: [none]
But she is avoiding me! I must’ve left her seventeen messages-she won’t answer me! Besides, things are complicated now-you know that.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Messages
Good heavens no wonder she’s avoiding you. Let her think it out by herself for a little while Mitch. If it’s right it’ll work out. Yeah, things are complicated (or so you keep telling me), but they will eventually all work out. Now on to more business-what is Richard’s new e address? I sent it to Riches@coldmail, but he never answered.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Richard
DareAngel@yippee.com He had to change it because of…circumstances, if you know what I mean.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Again?
Not. Again. Is he ever gonna become normal?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Richard
No and I’m glad of it.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Hey!
Hi Brother! How’s my favorite brother whose name starts with an R and ends with a D and has seven letters?? How are you doing Richard? I’ve talked to Mitch, and he says you’re alright, but that’s what he said when you were in a coma, so I’m not so sure I trust him…how’s your new “job”?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Hiya!
Hiya Sissy! I’m great! Great to hear from you-Big Hug! How’s vacation? You back yet? He’s fine, and I’m alright too. Believe it or not, I actually am fine. I think the, ahem, *job* is actually helping with that-giving me something to concentrate on, y’know? Something to pour my not-so-diverse talents into. Did Mitch send you the picture of him and Connie having a mustard fight? ROTFL. GTG, I’ll be mailing you!
Mitchell_of_Maine-For your future reference: Connie is lousy at tennis.
RayofSunshine-That’s not nice.
Mitchell_of_Maine-SHE HIT ME IN THE HEAD WITH A RACKET. I THINK MY NOSE IS BROKEN.
DareAngel-HAHA that’s what you get for laughing at me when I nearly broke mine by walking into the door.
RayofSunshine-Ooh, what’d you do, talk about an ex?
Mitchell_of_Maine- That’s different Max, yours was funny. No, but it’s weird you should mention it because she kept talking about my exes. Connie colored her hair purple. She’s jealous of Justine-I’m not stupid. She says I seem like I miss her a lot.
RayofSunshine-Do you?
Mitchell_of_Maine-Of course I do. But I like being around Connie.
RayofSunshine-Mitch, are you in love with her for real?
Mitchell_of_Maine-At the risk of sounding like a girl…I think so.
DareAngel-You had to complicate things didn’t you man. HAD TO FALL FOR CONNIE.
Mitchell_of_Maine-WELL I’M SORRY. EVER BEEN IN LOVE RICHARD?
DareAngel-O shut up.
From: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
To: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
Mr. Maxwell:
We have come to the conclusion that you are the best person for this job. Eugene Meltsner has disappeared. We want you to find him. Whatever this entails-do it. You may start by searching his apartment. Make up an expense account and send it to the Chairman with my ID #-2366388.
Charles
From: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
To: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
Job accepted. Many thanks.
R. Maxwell
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Mitch
Are you and Mitch OK? I just talked to him on the phone and he didn’t sound so good-said something about you leaving? Is it about you and he fighting when we were messaging?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Mitch
O I think I hurt his feelings. Not really a fight Ray, just nerves strained because of all this. Yeah, Andromeda has sent me to find somebody. I’ll be back soon. DON’T WORRY. Every time you worry you make me nervous, so don’t. I’ll be emailing you when I can. Mitch is doing AREM now, since I’m gonna be gone, so it’s him. Cya around kid.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Sorry
Look, Richard, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have acted like that-I know you’re just stressed out. Shucks I am too. But let’s not let that rule us, alright? Boy you can tell I’ve been hanging around Odyssey can’t you! But seriously-I’m sorry. Forgive and forget?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Forgive
No, it’s my fault. Yeah I’m stressed out but that’s no excuse. I’m sorry-will you forgive me? Yah, I forgive u.
From: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
To: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
What have you done so far?
From: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
To: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
Searched Meltsner’s room. Nothing. Next step?
From: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
To: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
We have an operative about to leave to search for him soon-you may choose next step-either go with her, or stay here in Odyssey.
From: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
To: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
If it’s all the same to the Chairman, I think I will stay in Odyssey. My instincts tell me if Eugene hasn’t returned here, he will.
From: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
To: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
Fine. Hurry. Will call with more info.
It was at this time that the hacker began working almost exclusively out of Odyssey. The Chicago unit seemed to almost die out, as if the operation there had been terminated. This confused our staff more than ever, but we then were able to concentrate our efforts on the Odyssey man.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Eugene
Eugene came back to Odyssey just last night. Took the research. CALL ME.
To: WhitsEnd@yippee.com
From: Eugenius@CampbellCollege.com/ComputerDivision
Subject: URGENT
Dear Mr. Whittaker, we are safe. I can’t say much as I’m afraid my email may be traced. Nothing is as it seems. Beware Andromeda.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Chicago
Coming to Odyssey. Will be at the Skyline Motel-Room 14.
From: Eugenius@CampbellCollege.com/ComputerDivision
To: WhitsEnd@yippee.com
Subject: Safe
Dear Mr. Whittaker, we are safe. Please don’t try to find us. You may unintentionally lead the unwanted to me. Signed.
Eugene
Our investigation led us to believe that the person or persons responsible kicked things up a gear after their conversations with Alex Jefferson and Cal Jordan. (See Appendix A-1). AREM seemed to begin popping up with more frequency, but that could have been because Andromeda began their branch in Odyssey; Novacom. Their conversations were not limited to the two boys, but for awhile it seemed as if they were picking them out. Apparently this was due only to the boys being on at the right time-and following instructions.
AREM-Hi boys.
A&C-what do you want
AREM-There’s something you should see.
A&C-what
AREM-Type in ‘Whit’s End, Connellsville’
AREM-The password is ‘butter’
AREM-Good. Now type in the words ‘Cam 17’
AREM-Now hit enter.
The fact that these same two boys were almost always the ones contacted led us to believe that AREM knew them. Apparently this was a misconception.
DareAngel-Well? Huh? Huh? Huh?
AREM-Shut up Max I’m typing.
DareAngel-Why do you call me Max? You’re the only person I know who calls me that. Did they do it?
AREM-Yeah. They’ve got the camera up now.
DareAngel-Alright!
AREM-How do you know all those passwords?
DareAngel-That’s my seeecret. I’ll teach you when we get a chance. Kinda busy right now though. Heh heh.
AREM-Yeah. OK, well I got to go to work. What do we need to do next, you know, in case I’m on next?
DareAngel-The RWS. Duh.
AREM-Course. Makin’ sure. See ya later kid.
DareAngel-Ciao.
AREM-Hey, did I tell you I’m going out w/ Connie?
DareAngel-I kinda guessed.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Connie
I’m in trouble. Really. I think I have developed a crush on Connie.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Connie
Well, to be honest, I can see how that would be easy to do. Yah. Very easy.
DareAngel-Hey Mitch.
Mitchell_of_Maine-Hey Max.
DareAngel-And how is Lover boy?
Mitchell_of_Maine-Oh shut up.
DareAngel-Whoa whoa, trouble in paradise?
Mitchell_of_Maine-More like trouble from the other direction. Guess who I saw today?
DareAngel-Pinky the Clown?
Mitchell_of_Maine-Your boss.
DareAngel-You’re kidding.
Mitchell_of_Maine-Apparently, Mr. Dent wasn’t a ‘team player’. Whittaker found the camera. I think he thinks I put it there.
DareAngel-Why?
Mitchell_of_Maine- See, I just picked up a load of those cameras like the one he found in the dictionary-for Novacom.
DareAngel-You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’?
Mitchell_of_Maine-I think so. Hey, what took you so long to get on today?
DareAngel-Hey I’m at work you know. What time is it-my clock is wrong.
Mitchell_of_Maine-Nearly four.
DareAngel-Hey, somebody’s on the Campbell site.
Mitchell_of_Maine-The boys again?
DareAngel-Don’t think so. GTG.
His interaction with the two children Sarah Pritchett and Cal Jordan when they were using the computer at the school seems to add to the idea that he picked certain people to interact with, but once again, they seem to have just been on at the right time. Further investigations have revealed nothing about his preference for dealing with children.
AREM-Hello there.
Patch-It’s about time you showed up
AREM-Have you been looking for me?
Patch-yes
AREM-What do you want?
Patch-Tell us who you are.
AREM-Why?
Patch-Just tell us. Hurry
AREM-Type in ‘Andromeda Radio Wave Study’
Patch-OK. Got it.
AREM-The password is ‘Blue Gill’
Patch-alright
AREM-Go to Medical Tests at the bottom of the screen
AREM-Click on reports and download. Bye.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: What?
Who was on and what did you get them to do? AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SCREENSAVER?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: [none]
Two kids-that Cal and some girl. They downloaded the Medical Tests. I think. I had to get off-Charles was coming up. They should’ve got it-gave them good enough instructions. I thought your screensaver was dull and bland. So I changed it.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Screensaver
So you made it say ‘I love Ardvaarks’? You cannot spell man.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Ardvaarks
I just refuse to bow to the whim of Noah Webster. If I want to spell ardvaark with the double a in the middle, that’s my trouble. Feel free to fix it…so I can change it to something nuttier. I know-I’ll make it say ‘DO NOT TOUCH. AREM AT WORK.’ Like it?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: How’s It Going?
Hey Ray! How’s my favorite sister? Just dropping you a line to see how you’re doing and all. Get the pictures I’ve been sending? I know you don’t have net access right now, but whenever you get them let me know so I’ll know it’s working! Cya, Mitch.
AREM-Are you on? I need to tell you something.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: [none]
Went bowling with Connie last night. Maxy, was she this weird when you lived here? It was like…like she knew something. DID YOU TELL HER???!!!!
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: NO
No I did NOT tell her. You are not serious are you? I mean, you don’t really think she knows?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Connie
It’s just that she was looking at my computer when I came out of my room. And your message was up-what did you want to tell me?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Tell
Just that I may not be around-you’ll have to take over AREM for awhile I think. Charles is possibly sending me somewhere or other. Something about Eugene. He’s gonna tell me more later. How is it with Connie?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Connie
Very weird. She…she doesn’t trust me. Feels like she doesn’t know me. I wish Ray wasn’t on vacation-I’d ask her about it.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Ray
What am I-chopped liver?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Chopped Liver
Nah, you’re just liver. Seriously, you’re not a girl. And pardon me, but girls understand girls better. Did you hear Connie’s Candid Conversation with me the other day?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Candid Conversation
Yeah. I wasn’t going to mention it…
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Thanks a lot
Kind of you. I do not know what I am going to say to her.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Say
I kinda think you’ve said enough…
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Thanks A lot again
I don’t think I’ve said enough.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Don’t Look at Me
I’m no girl. Talk to Ray.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Oye!
Oye amigo! Como esta usted? Yo muy bien. (I think. Yo is I, right?) What up in the lovely sunny land of Odyssey? It’s cold there now, right? Yeah, I’ve gotten the pictures…Mitch, you like her don’t you?!
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Ray
THANK GOODNESS. Richard is no good at this stuff-he hasn’t really dated a girl in months (or if he has he hasn’t told me about it.) I need a girl’s perspective Ray-help me out willya? See, I like her-like, a lot, only I think I goofed up. Cause I told her I thought I was falling in love with her…while we were on the radio. And she’s avoiding me. Seriously avoiding me.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Connie
Aw, that’s sweet! Take it from a girl Mitch; she will be glad you said it. If not now then someday. Trust me on this one. Are you really in love with her?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: [none]
I dunno. I think I’m falling in love with her, if that means anything.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: It does.
It means you want to fall in love with her. Mitch, just relax and enjoy it.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: [none]
But she is avoiding me! I must’ve left her seventeen messages-she won’t answer me! Besides, things are complicated now-you know that.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Messages
Good heavens no wonder she’s avoiding you. Let her think it out by herself for a little while Mitch. If it’s right it’ll work out. Yeah, things are complicated (or so you keep telling me), but they will eventually all work out. Now on to more business-what is Richard’s new e address? I sent it to Riches@coldmail, but he never answered.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Richard
DareAngel@yippee.com He had to change it because of…circumstances, if you know what I mean.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Again?
Not. Again. Is he ever gonna become normal?
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Richard
No and I’m glad of it.
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Hey!
Hi Brother! How’s my favorite brother whose name starts with an R and ends with a D and has seven letters?? How are you doing Richard? I’ve talked to Mitch, and he says you’re alright, but that’s what he said when you were in a coma, so I’m not so sure I trust him…how’s your new “job”?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Hiya!
Hiya Sissy! I’m great! Great to hear from you-Big Hug! How’s vacation? You back yet? He’s fine, and I’m alright too. Believe it or not, I actually am fine. I think the, ahem, *job* is actually helping with that-giving me something to concentrate on, y’know? Something to pour my not-so-diverse talents into. Did Mitch send you the picture of him and Connie having a mustard fight? ROTFL. GTG, I’ll be mailing you!
Mitchell_of_Maine-For your future reference: Connie is lousy at tennis.
RayofSunshine-That’s not nice.
Mitchell_of_Maine-SHE HIT ME IN THE HEAD WITH A RACKET. I THINK MY NOSE IS BROKEN.
DareAngel-HAHA that’s what you get for laughing at me when I nearly broke mine by walking into the door.
RayofSunshine-Ooh, what’d you do, talk about an ex?
Mitchell_of_Maine- That’s different Max, yours was funny. No, but it’s weird you should mention it because she kept talking about my exes. Connie colored her hair purple. She’s jealous of Justine-I’m not stupid. She says I seem like I miss her a lot.
RayofSunshine-Do you?
Mitchell_of_Maine-Of course I do. But I like being around Connie.
RayofSunshine-Mitch, are you in love with her for real?
Mitchell_of_Maine-At the risk of sounding like a girl…I think so.
DareAngel-You had to complicate things didn’t you man. HAD TO FALL FOR CONNIE.
Mitchell_of_Maine-WELL I’M SORRY. EVER BEEN IN LOVE RICHARD?
DareAngel-O shut up.
From: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
To: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
Mr. Maxwell:
We have come to the conclusion that you are the best person for this job. Eugene Meltsner has disappeared. We want you to find him. Whatever this entails-do it. You may start by searching his apartment. Make up an expense account and send it to the Chairman with my ID #-2366388.
Charles
From: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
To: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
Job accepted. Many thanks.
R. Maxwell
From:RayofSunshine@yippee.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Mitch
Are you and Mitch OK? I just talked to him on the phone and he didn’t sound so good-said something about you leaving? Is it about you and he fighting when we were messaging?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: RayofSunshine@yippee.com
Subject: Mitch
O I think I hurt his feelings. Not really a fight Ray, just nerves strained because of all this. Yeah, Andromeda has sent me to find somebody. I’ll be back soon. DON’T WORRY. Every time you worry you make me nervous, so don’t. I’ll be emailing you when I can. Mitch is doing AREM now, since I’m gonna be gone, so it’s him. Cya around kid.
From: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
To: DareAngel@yippee.com
Subject: Sorry
Look, Richard, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have acted like that-I know you’re just stressed out. Shucks I am too. But let’s not let that rule us, alright? Boy you can tell I’ve been hanging around Odyssey can’t you! But seriously-I’m sorry. Forgive and forget?
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Forgive
No, it’s my fault. Yeah I’m stressed out but that’s no excuse. I’m sorry-will you forgive me? Yah, I forgive u.
From: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
To: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
What have you done so far?
From: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
To: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
Searched Meltsner’s room. Nothing. Next step?
From: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
To: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
We have an operative about to leave to search for him soon-you may choose next step-either go with her, or stay here in Odyssey.
From: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
To: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
If it’s all the same to the Chairman, I think I will stay in Odyssey. My instincts tell me if Eugene hasn’t returned here, he will.
From: BCharles@Andromeda.com/security
To: RMaxwell@Andromeda.com/security
Subject: E. Meltsner
Fine. Hurry. Will call with more info.
It was at this time that the hacker began working almost exclusively out of Odyssey. The Chicago unit seemed to almost die out, as if the operation there had been terminated. This confused our staff more than ever, but we then were able to concentrate our efforts on the Odyssey man.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Eugene
Eugene came back to Odyssey just last night. Took the research. CALL ME.
To: WhitsEnd@yippee.com
From: Eugenius@CampbellCollege.com/ComputerDivision
Subject: URGENT
Dear Mr. Whittaker, we are safe. I can’t say much as I’m afraid my email may be traced. Nothing is as it seems. Beware Andromeda.
From: DareAngel@yippee.com
To: Mitchell_of_Maine@coldmail.com
Subject: Chicago
Coming to Odyssey. Will be at the Skyline Motel-Room 14.
From: Eugenius@CampbellCollege.com/ComputerDivision
To: WhitsEnd@yippee.com
Subject: Safe
Dear Mr. Whittaker, we are safe. Please don’t try to find us. You may unintentionally lead the unwanted to me. Signed.
Eugene