"So you say there's an escaped convict on the loose in Chicago named Jellyfish?" The police officer at the desk asked,

"His real name is Myron Jones." Richard corrected,

"Yeah...Okay..." the officer wasn't buying it, "And he attacked you in an alley then you knocked him unconscious and when you went back for him he was gone?"

"Yes."

"Why did he attack you?"

"That's not important right now." Richard replied. He tried to keep his past a secret. "The important thing is that you catch him before he hurts someone."

"Alright. Answer me this. How come we haven't heard or been alerted of his escape?"

"Maybe the people in prison didn't notice it yet? I don't know. But I'm telling you that he's out there." Richard said, "But if you don't believe me then you can just suffer the consequences." Richard stared at him, "You don't believe me do you?"

"Ah...no." the office replied, "I've gotten to many false alarms and practical jokes like this that it's hard to believe you."

"Oh well." Richard said, "Just thought I'd warn you."

Richard started to walk out then froze in his tracks. Coming in from the next room was the police man who had told him his mother was dead seven years ago and tried to take him away. Richard recognized him instantly and hoped that the man wouldn't recognize him.

"Well, I'll just be leaving officer, thanks for your time!" Richard said quickly and walked to the door.

"Hey, I know that voice." The police man from his past said. By the way his name was Carl. "I'd know that voice anywhere! You're that kid who's mother died seven years ago!"

Oops, big mistake. Richard never should have said anything. He had a very distinct voice and anyone who had heard him speak before would remember him.

Richard spun around to face Carl. "Hiya! I'm not sure if I could say 'it's nice to see you again' so I won't."

"The feeling is mutual, I'm sure." Carl replied, "Now what was your name again?"

"I don't know but if you can guess then I'll tell ya." Richard said,

"That doesn't make any sense!"

"Well if you don't want to guess then I guess I can't tell you my name. But I am very interested in knowing yours."

"If you can guess," Carl smirked, "then I'll tell you."

"Ah, I get it. Well, I guess we'll just go about our own lives not knowing each other's names. Oh well! See ya!" Richard turned to go but a firm hand on his shoulder stopped him and spun him around.

"Now I remember." Carl said,

"You do?" Richard tried to keep his voice calm.

"Yeah, it was Richard. Richard Maxwell."

"Oh! Good for you! You guessed right! Now I'll tell you. My name is Richard Maxwell! Well bye now!" Again he tried to exit, but the hand stopped him again.

"Leaving so soon? I thought we could catch up on each other's lives. How's yours been?"

"Oh, good I think, how's yours been? Good? Oh good! Bye!" Richard said, still desperately trying to make his exit so he could join Tom out in the car and start on the road to his new life.

"You seem awfully anxious to leave. Why?" Carl asked, tightening his grip on Richard's should.

"Hey! Don't squeeze so hard!" Richard pushed his hand of his shoulder, "What? Do you lift weights daily or something? Cause I couldn't tell just by looking at you."

"Was that an insult?!"

"That depends on if you want it to be one or not."

"Wise guy, huh? You know when you ran away from me all those years ago you made me look really bad in front of my boss."

"Well, it's your own fault for not chasing me. I think you might've even had a chance at catching me." Richard retorted, "Now if you have any other reason for detaining me here tell me now before I go."

Carl thought hard but couldn't find any good reason to keep Richard at the police station other than to satisfy his seven year grudge against him.

"No," he murmured, "You can go I guess."

"Oh great! And you at the desk," Richard turned his attention to the officer who didn't believe him. "Remember what I said and you might just get a chance to become a hero. Well see ya!" Richard finally left the station then left Chicago with Tom Riley.

"What did the kid mean? What did he tell you before I came in?" Carl asked the desk man.

"Oh just some joke about and escaped convict named Myron Jones who goes by the name of Jellyfish."

"Oh, you didn't believe him?" Carl knew the answer,

"No, would you? Although I wouldn't exactly call him a kid. He told me he was 21."

"What? He can't be 24! Seven years ago he was nine and that would make him only about 16." Carl exclaimed. "I don't know. There's something fishy about him. And I know I've seen him elsewhere recently."

"Well he is in our prison records."

"What? Pull up his record." Carl commended.

"Here it is."

"Hmmm. It says Richard Maxwell convicted of arson and other crimes. 21 years of age...and the rest just goes to describe his appearance." Carl concluded, "Why would he lie about his age and more importantly, where did he run off to?"

"It doesn't matter now does it? His sentence has ended so he's not our problem anymore, right?"

"Wrong." Carl replied, "He's my problem now."

"Why?" Desk man asked,

"Because, a grudge, especially one lasting for seven years, is very hard to let go of. They take control of your mind and make it hard to think of anything else except easing the grudge." Carl replied,

"How do you do that?"

"By taking your revenge."

"But won't revenge endanger your career?"

"Yes, " Carl said, "But not if you do it legally."

"Oh, I get it! But how will you know where to find him?"

"With this." Carl held up a machine that looked like a black IPhone, "I'm tracking him as we speak."

"How?"

"Are you so dense? I put a tracking beacon on his shoulder. It's so small he won't even notice it."

"Smart!"

"Yes, I know. I don't need you to tell me what I already know."

"Sorry."

"And for Pete's Sake can't you say more than just one word at a time?"

"Yes, of course."

"Good, that's better. Now we just have to wait until Richard Maxwell reaches his destination." Carl said, "then, we'll strike."

"I'm sorry, we?"

"Yeah Marvin, you'll help me get my legal revenge." Carl saw the quizzical look on Marvin's face, "what? You didn't expect me to do this alone did you?"

Well! There's another chapter for you. I don't own Adventures in Odyssey as you know. I'm borrowing it and will give it back soon.

So now Richard has two people after him and seeking revenge!

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