This is the latest installment of the J.P. Nussbaum adventures, if you'd like to check them out from the beginning head here.
I’m not sure what it’s doing where you are, but it’s dumping about a hundred pounds of snow on us here. We’ve had to forgo moving every few days because of the weather. Of course this likely means whoever is following us in similarly stranded. At least, it’s a nice hotel this time.
The time on the road is becoming exhausting, and we’re all beginning to get a little stir crazy. Mike and Keith are beginning to argue quite a bit. Jeeves has tried to help and given us all something to do.
Mike had been using the family’s computer and information network to look into who’s been following us. Keith has been reaching out to family contacts to see if anyone knows anything about our pursuers or Doctor Cavallaro. We’re assuming that the two events are connected, since the odds of a coincidence are astronomical.
Mark and I went with Jeeves to get supplies and armaments. Mark has a friend from way back who has dabbled in the idea of being ready for anything. So when the group needs, as Mark put it, lawyers, guns, and money they call Bobby. We were able to outfit ourselves quite nicely and get back to the others before the snows set in.
Now we are trapped. If I never post this and someone finds it. Whoever you are, I ask you a favor; please tell my family I love them. Tell them I’m sorry.
To Stephen Mayne,
We are triumphant. We were able to raze the smugglers outpost and rearm ourselves for the next few days. More importantly we saved the children. Christina was amazing, she out paced the entire group as we charged through the fifty yards of clear ground to get into the encampment. Of course she was a second alternate on the Italian Olympic track team. Beth was able to deactivate the security system in a matter of seconds and get us all inside. And Jones, well Jones brought hell with him. It reminded me of the videos of your Fourth of July celebrations.
We quickly handled the dozen me guarding the camp, rescued the children and sent them home to their families. The parents returned shortly afterwards to help loot the camp for food, medicine, and some guns and supplies. We let them have most of the camps goods, taking only what we knew we would need.
Unfortunately, while scouring the base we found proof that our pilot had passed through here. While this explains how he was able to bail out of the plane and find escape, it means that most likely this base belongs to Schuler or his organization. Under that assumption we left behind anything technological, since it would all have GPS hardwired in and we weren’t sure how to remove it.
On the up side we found a battery for our sat phone that gives it a good crisp signal. We should be able to continue sending messages, though we will conserve the power in it for a while since we don’t know how long we’ll be out here and who will be attempting to triangulate our location.
We also have a map of the area and few old school pieces of navigation. We should be able to plot a more able course now.
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J.P. Nussbaum
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