Part 22 (1/2)

ME:.

[Noticing umlaut's crew listening in.] Let's walk.

[We strolled over to the minipark and continued our powwow in the peace and quiet of the nearly deserted town.]

S:.

We have a small problem. Everyone knows that Emma LeStrande owns the El Dungeon, but...well...

ME:.

Spill.

S:.

There's no proof.

ME:.

What?!

S:.

I don't know. I've looked in all the official records, but there's nothing anywhere that says she owns it.

ME:.

So...

S:.

At this point anyone with a reasonable claim could take owners.h.i.+p. I guess that's you or Attikol.

ME:.

What kind of claim does HE have?

S:.

Money.

ME:.

Right. Well, who decides?

S:.

Me, but I need three councilmembers to sign off on my decision. Luckily there are still three left in town. But they've all been approached by Attikol already. I a.s.sume they've taken some bribes.

ME:.

This sucks rocks.