Everyone looked at her.
“Went to school with the douche canoe.”She wrinkled her nose.“I’m honestly not surprised his grubby name is all over those papers.”
Twister slowly turned toward Swift.“You know your ol’ lady knows Gene?”
Swift looked completely unfazed.He shrugged.“It might’ve come up.”
Twister stared.
“I might’ve forgotten to tell you.”
Britta laughed.“I talk a lot.”
“You do,” Swift agreed.
“A lot.”
Twister pointed.“I expect you to tell me if your ol’ lady knows one of the assholes trying to take us out.”
Britta immediately threw both hands in the air.“Whoa, whoa.”She laughed.“Gene and I went to high school together.”She pointed at herself.“I never actually talked to the dude.He was a douche canoe.”She paused dramatically.“A huge one.”
Magnum leaned against the wall.“Looks like he hasn’t changed.”
“No kidding,” Hodge muttered.
Twister rubbed his beard.“Podge.”
“Yeah?”
“Find everything.”
Podge nodded.“I’m on it.”
Twister looked around the room.“I think it’s time we pay Gene Kettler a visit.”
“You think that’s wise?”Everyone turned toward Wheels.
Twister didn’t hesitate.“It’s better than sitting around waiting for him to come to us.”
Nobody argued.
Gramps cleared his throat.“So...”
Twister looked at him.“What?”
“What’re we doing today?”he asked simply.He pointed toward the stacks of paperwork.“I don’t want to stare at those damn papers all day again.”
“I second that,” Method muttered.
Without really thinking, I raised my hand.
Tempi immediately laughed.“Oh, look.”She pointed.“Goldie’s raising her hand like we’re back in elementary school.”
I rolled my eyes.“I was trying to be polite.”
Twister smirked.“What’ve you got?”
I looked toward the back hallway.“The basement.”Several heads turned.“I’d like to look around down there with the maps.”I leaned forward.“You guys have been trying to figure out where that tunnel might be.”
