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Artemis Fowl: The Recollection of Light By Riddlewing )
Chapter Five
Hunt Him Down
Holly's eyes narrowed. "You're not kidding?" "Holly. Would I kid about something like this?" "He's not lying," blurted Root. "It's the B'wa Kell again. Some idiot slipped on his coffee break during rounds, leaving his key right near the door. So..." "They've broken out again," Holly said miserably. "Just after we put them in jail, too." "Don't feel bad," Foaly piped up. "It's not your fault." "Then why do I feel like it is?"
Artemis smiled, pleased. "Butler," he said, "I think we've finally done it. I should be able to place this in the Internet quite soon." Butler nodded his agreement and clutched at his chest suddenly. Artemis stared at him in concern. "Are you all right, old friend? Is that tissue still hindering you?" "Yes," Butler wheezed. "I've tried everything." Artemis placed a hand on his shoulder, which would have been impossible had he not been bent over in pain. "You should rest. I believe there are some sleep pills in the medicine bag. Go to sleep until dinner." "I think I will. You continue to make money. It's your thing." Butler trooped into the bathroom to find the pills.
"Holly," Root commanded seriously, "take Mulch to Haven immediately." "Yessir," Holly replied, looking around her for the dwarf. "Mulch? Mulch!" "Don't tell me he got away," groaned Root. Holly glanced at him guiltily in her video cam. Her look was all he needed to answer his question. "D'Arvit," he swore quietly. "Right, find him ASAP. Keep channels open at all times. Oh, and Holly." "Yes, Commander?" "Hunt him down," Root whispered venomously. "Hunt him down. Yessir. Over and out." Root sat back heavily in his chair, waiting for results.
Up in Paris, Holly shielded herself and flew off in search of Mulch, silently berating herself for letting him get away. She had been so engrossed in the conversation that she hadn't noticed he had escaped. Foaly had told her several times that many escaped convicts were flagged by the LEP. Therefore, in theory, they could open up the flag locator and find the criminals wherever they were at the time; moving, still, aboveground, underground...the locator would do its job. Holly lifted her wrist to eye-level, and pushed a miniscule blue button on her LEP watch. A map of the world was projected into the air above the device, and Corporal Lili Frond's voice sounded in her earpiece: "Which convict are you attempting to locate?" The captain scowled. Of course the LEP would choose Lili. She wasn't smart, true, but she was very pretty and entranced even the most uninterested elves. Her LEP scores had shot up because she was related to an elfin king. Since King Frond had ruled, his entire successive line had been good-looking, but had the reputation of always relying on their advisors. Stupidity, Holly thought angrily. Just because the Fronds were up there, it didn't mean that they had the power to practically run the LEP, for goodness's sake! "Mulch Diggums," said her mouth, enunciating very clearly. Lili's face disappeared from the projection, and in her place a thorough map of the area of Paris she was in beeped into view. In the center of the moving tracker, a red dot pulsed and moved. Mulch. Hunt him down, that was what the commander had ordered. Well, that's what I'm doing, she thought as she dived steeply out of the clouds.
Artemis Fowl: The Recollection of Light By Riddlewing )
Chapter Five
Hunt Him Down
Holly's eyes narrowed. "You're not kidding?" "Holly. Would I kid about something like this?" "He's not lying," blurted Root. "It's the B'wa Kell again. Some idiot slipped on his coffee break during rounds, leaving his key right near the door. So..." "They've broken out again," Holly said miserably. "Just after we put them in jail, too." "Don't feel bad," Foaly piped up. "It's not your fault." "Then why do I feel like it is?"
Artemis smiled, pleased. "Butler," he said, "I think we've finally done it. I should be able to place this in the Internet quite soon." Butler nodded his agreement and clutched at his chest suddenly. Artemis stared at him in concern. "Are you all right, old friend? Is that tissue still hindering you?" "Yes," Butler wheezed. "I've tried everything." Artemis placed a hand on his shoulder, which would have been impossible had he not been bent over in pain. "You should rest. I believe there are some sleep pills in the medicine bag. Go to sleep until dinner." "I think I will. You continue to make money. It's your thing." Butler trooped into the bathroom to find the pills.
"Holly," Root commanded seriously, "take Mulch to Haven immediately." "Yessir," Holly replied, looking around her for the dwarf. "Mulch? Mulch!" "Don't tell me he got away," groaned Root. Holly glanced at him guiltily in her video cam. Her look was all he needed to answer his question. "D'Arvit," he swore quietly. "Right, find him ASAP. Keep channels open at all times. Oh, and Holly." "Yes, Commander?" "Hunt him down," Root whispered venomously. "Hunt him down. Yessir. Over and out." Root sat back heavily in his chair, waiting for results.
Up in Paris, Holly shielded herself and flew off in search of Mulch, silently berating herself for letting him get away. She had been so engrossed in the conversation that she hadn't noticed he had escaped. Foaly had told her several times that many escaped convicts were flagged by the LEP. Therefore, in theory, they could open up the flag locator and find the criminals wherever they were at the time; moving, still, aboveground, underground...the locator would do its job. Holly lifted her wrist to eye-level, and pushed a miniscule blue button on her LEP watch. A map of the world was projected into the air above the device, and Corporal Lili Frond's voice sounded in her earpiece: "Which convict are you attempting to locate?" The captain scowled. Of course the LEP would choose Lili. She wasn't smart, true, but she was very pretty and entranced even the most uninterested elves. Her LEP scores had shot up because she was related to an elfin king. Since King Frond had ruled, his entire successive line had been good-looking, but had the reputation of always relying on their advisors. Stupidity, Holly thought angrily. Just because the Fronds were up there, it didn't mean that they had the power to practically run the LEP, for goodness's sake! "Mulch Diggums," said her mouth, enunciating very clearly. Lili's face disappeared from the projection, and in her place a thorough map of the area of Paris she was in beeped into view. In the center of the moving tracker, a red dot pulsed and moved. Mulch. Hunt him down, that was what the commander had ordered. Well, that's what I'm doing, she thought as she dived steeply out of the clouds.