As soon as Sunny and Red got to the filming set, they set off in search of Lloyd and/or Mr. Hughes. They found Lloyd in the mess hall chatting away with Jeff.

"What are you doing here?" asked Sunny. "Why aren't you with Mr. Hughes?"

"Because Mr. Zellers called together a meeting of the primary cast and crew," mumbled Lloyd. "We weren't invited. So we came here for a quick bite."

Red sighed. "Do you know how long it's going to be?"

Jeff shrugged. "Another ten minutes, I hope. Sometimes they can last longer if someone brings up something or other."

Sunny huffed. "Well I hope it's soon. We're going to have to figure out what we're going to do from here on out. Roy doesn't want us to do much without him here."

"Eh," said Lloyd, "I kinda agree with him, but then, I also want to catch those guys real quick too." He grinned. "That would be fun."

Sunny grinned. "That it would." He slammed his fist into his palm. "And get back at them for all the trouble they've been causing us."

"And for nearly killing Signor Russo," muttered Red.

"Yeah, that too," said Sunny.

Jeff glanced at his watch. "Well, if you two want to grab a bite to eat, you can do so now. We can head over to the meeting area once you're finished."

"Yeah, let's, we've been on the road so much since breakfast we haven't had a chance to eat anything," said Dunny.

"Even though you could eat on the road," quipped Lloyd.

"Talking with Mr. Jiminez was more fun," replied Sunny before heading off to the cafeteria line to get some food, Red not far behind. They each grabbed a plate and served themselves some of the gourmet sandwiches and salads. They rejoined Jeff and Lloyd.

"Jeff's been keeping an eye on things around here as well," said Lloyd while they ate. "So far, they haven't noticed anything out of the ordinary, you know, like other members of the gang." Lloyd huffed. "We still have Scarlet, White, and Plum on the set, though."

Jeff rolled his eyes. "What is it with you three and being so suspicious of those three? They're some of the big name celebrities!"

Sunny scoffed. "Hang around them long enough, and you'll find out real quick why we don't like them."

Red smiled nervously. "Though, I have gotten on Miss White's good side, apparently. I've only known them for a few days and, well, they have proven to be rather, um, selfish."

Lloyd scoffed. "Yeah, and once given the chance, White will turn on you too."

"I've been telling him that," remarked Sunny. He shrugged. "But he's probably smart in wanting to stay in her good graces until then. The others left him alone almost immediately when she stepped up for him back at the cabin."

Jeff glanced between them, curious. "Wait, what happened at the cabin?"

The three glanced at each other, unsure of what they should say, but eventually, the majority of the story came out. They downplayed the seriousness of Signor Russo's wounds as well as some of their own close calls, but Jeff got the majority of the story. He stared at the three when they finished, his mouth open in shock.

"Seriously?" he finally blurted. "How desperate are these guys?"

"Apparently pretty desperate," said Sunny.

"That, or they're been paid good money to do this," said Red.

"I don't see how that works since Cousin Fabrizio is in a lot of debt, but I guess," said Sunny with a shrug.

"Ok, so they're promised a lot of money," remarked Red. "Either way, we've got to put a stop to all of this before anyone else gets hurt. I'm glad Miss Flores and Mr. Jiminez aren't here right now, but I worry about Mr. Steele and Mr. Hughes."

"Well, both should be safe for now," said Jeff, "seeing as how they're both surrounded by a bunch of people." He glanced worriedly between the three. "But, um, maybe not if Miss Scarlet, Mrs. White, and Mr. Plum are nearby."

"Actually, for once, I think he's safest with them," muttered Sunny. "They want to be the ones to plan his demise, and keep him alive until they're through with using him for his money."

"But if they're going to get his money," began Jeff.

"If he dies now, all six will inherit his wealth. They're trying to figure out how they can get all of it without sharing with any of the other five," said Sunny with ice in his voice. "It's apparently a delicate process."

"Ah," said Jeff and Red at the same time.

"So, yeah, they're probably safe with them right now," said Lloyd. "But only for right now. We still don't know how or when they're going to strike."

Jeff glanced at his watch. "Well, if you two will hurry up and finish eating, we can head over there in a couple of minutes. The meeting should, hopefully, be done by then."

"Why didn't you just stand over by the place where they're meeting anyhow?" asked Sunny before taking a bite of food.

"Because you can basically hear through those trailers and Mr. Zellers didn't want anyone interrupting."

Red's head snapped up. "Wait, you can hear their conversation through the trailer?"

"Well, yeah," said Jeff slowly.

"We should head over there, now!" said Red before stuffing his face with the last of the food.

"Whoa wait, what? Slow down man!" said Lloyd while Sunny ate faster. "Why do we need to head over now?"

"Don't you see? This would be the perfect time for someone to eavesdrop," Red quickly explained as he tossed his trash in the garbage can. "They probably won't find anything useful since Mr. Zellers is talking about the movie, but do they know that?"

"But they'll figure out real quick that it is about the movie," pointed out Jeff. "Like I said, you could hear through the trailer."

"But they could stay around to see if they do let any information drop," said Red, walking towards the front.

"He's got a point," said Sunny as he quickly tossed his empty plate in the garbage can as well and began to follow him out.

"The whole gang could be there!" said Lloyd.

"Then let's go find out! But we should be quiet," said Red.

"Right," the other three said before they left the mess hall. They walked briskly towards the trailer for a while before ducking and continuing in single file. They crouched behind some bushes near the trailer. They didn't see anyone on this side.

"Sunny, you and I will go one way, Jeff, Lloyd, you two take the other. Maybe we can corner them," whispered Red.

"Or we could . . ." was all Lloyd could say before they went completely quiet. They had heard the words "Carson's Lodge" coming from the trailer.

"You're positive the sword is there?" came Mr. Steele's voice.

"Pretty positive," was Mr. Hughes's reply.

"Why the need to tell me too?" came Gene's' voice.

"In case anything should happen to us or to Vincent," said Mr. Hughes. "These men seem pretty insistent that we don't find the sword. Though how they found out we were even looking for it is still a mystery to us. No one was around my cabin when we were making plans."

Red gritted his teeth as he stopped paying attention to the conversation. There were now. He raised his hand and gave the signal to split up. Jeff and Lloyd nodded and went to the right of the trailer while Red and Sunny went left. Red got to the corner and peeked around it. Sure enough, someone was crouched up next to the wall, listening intently. He didn't seem to be paying attention to anything else except the conversation. Red saw Lloyd's head poke around the other corner. His eyes widened before looking at Red. Red gave a small nod and the two inched forward. He didn't know who stepped on what, but a soft crunch alerted their adversary of their presence. The guy's head snapped up and his eyes widened upon seeing Red. He growled and took off running.

"Cut him off!" shouted Red as the four took off after him. "Someone stop that man!" But no one did. Red, when he noticed this, put on speed, shortening the distance between him and the man. But that didn't seem to matter as the guy jumped into a car driven by another man and they took off. The four paused by the side of the road, panting.

"Did, did you get the license plate?" asked Lloyd between breaths of air.

Red shook his head. "No."

"How could you?" said Sunny between gasps of air. "It was all muddied up!"

"Oh how convenient," mumbled Lloyd.

"Not if they did it on purpose so no one could find them," said Red. "But we at least know one thing, there are still at least three men in this gang."

"Well, I at least know what that make and model is, I could help the police narrow it down," said Sunny.

"And I only got a quick look at the two guys in the front," said Jeff, "but they look like they could be brothers!"

"They also looked foreign," mumbled Sunny. "One of them must be the one who paid Harry Madsen to kill us."

"And the guy we were chasing looked like he could be the same size as Mr. Mustard," pointed out Lloyd. "I think we found our attempted murderer."

"And now they know not only about Carson's Lodge, but also that Mr. Steele's house might be a possible hiding place for the Adalante," said red with a soft growl. "Come on, we'd better tell Mr. Hughes about this." The four quickly retraced their steps back to the trailer. The three men who were inside it earlier were now waiting outside for them.

"What in the world happened?" asked Mr. Zellers.

"Was it one of the gang?" asked Mr. Hughes.

"We think so," began Red.

"Oh definitely," said Lloyd.

"And he heard everything you were saying," said Red.

Mr. Hughes nodded. "Good."

"Wait, you wanted him to hear everything?" asked Lloyd incredulously.

Mr. Hughes nodded again. "I did, we're planning to trap them at Carson's Lodge."

"Wouldn't he have heard that part?" quipped Sunny.

Mr. Hughes grinned. "No he didn't, because you were chasing him while we were talking about it."

"We heard you chase him away," explained Gene. "We could have heard you a mile away!"

"Sorry," mumbled Red and Jeff.

"Wait, a mile away?" asked Lloyd. "I didn't think we were that loud."

Mr. Hughes raised his hands. "Point is, we know for a fact that we have been followed and they heard the part I wanted them to hear." He glanced between the four. "How did you lose him?"

Red sighed. "Two guys picked him up in a car."

"Alright, so there are at least three guys left in this gang," said Mr. Hughes.

"And they looked like brothers," said Jeff.

"And foreign," added Sunny.

Mr. Hughes rubbed his chin. "Hmm, we seem to be getting somewhere then. Sounds like we have definitely got an idea of who paid Mr. Madsen to kill us. And I highly doubt Signor Dente was with them."

"No, but hopefully they'll tell us once we capture them tonight?" said Suny.

"But what exactly is the plan for tonight?" asked Red.

"The four of us are going to be bait," said Mr. Hughes. He held up his phone. "And I called the police station to let them know of our plans. They're going to get there a half hour after we do to arrest them."

Sunny glanced at his phone. "Ok, well, what shall we do until then?"

Mr. Hughes shrugged before turning to Gene. "Got anything that needs doing?"

Gene scratched his chin. "I might have a thing or two you could do, if you don't mind"

"Well alright then," said Mr. Hughes, rolling up his sleeves. "Let's get to work." The four glanced at each other and sighed before getting to work. Gene had them moving pieces around, helping out with scenes, and even be a few extras yet again. Yet despite the annoyance of having to do these things, they enjoyed doing it and the time flew. Before they knew it, it was time to head to Carson's Lodge and solve this mystery once and for all.

(Author's Note: Hello my rosy readers! I'm back! Finally got through this chapter! The last four should be much easier to get through because I have a much clearer vision for how those are going to go. At least this will be finished before the year is up, that's for sure, lol. Don't know about the others yet, though. It's been one crazy month, and this week I didn't want to do anything despite going back to the temporary job I had at Barnes and Noble next week. I worked at Spirit Halloween until we tore down the store earlier this month. That was interesting. I definitely liked my coworkers, and had a crush on the store manager . . . what, he was cute and sweet! But, I don't think he's interested in me, he gave no inclination of it . . . unless teasing me on the last day while we were tearing down the store counted . . . yeah, I get blinders on when I have a physical task to do, so . . . yeah. lol, anyways, I did not get as much writing done this month as I would have hoped and I'm actually reworking the set-up for my original series, Matthew's Universe, again before I finish writing it. Though, another problem was that, since we have moved into our new house and out of the rental, I now have access to all of my notes on the different worlds and can actually type in that information. Also working out some kinks in 1001 Nights of Red before I post that too. So, I guess I am getting some work done, it's just not quite where I was hoping to be just yet. Plus I do have to finish Mystery of the Monoplane's Mission and Secret of the Sprite Society as well as get started on the third book in the Hardy boys series and the third book in the Nancy Drew series. Want those started in January. Plus I now have another original story to get back to as I might have finally figured out two of the pieces missing from it . . . plus needs a bit of extra worldbuilding which Matthew's Universe is supposed to help with. So, yeah, got a lot of work ahead to do, thankfully the temporary job at Barnes and Noble is just as before and they will only need me for a few days each week until the rush week in December at the end of the semester. I think I shall have my nose to the grindstone for these last ten days and maybe get a few more stories done. We shall see. Thanks for being so patient with me and I hope you enjoy this chapter! Stay safe out there and have a great day! God bless!)