The Adventures of Kid Combat 3: Jones Strikes Back
plan…”
     
     

Chapter Ten
    Evil Hides in the Shadows
    8:30PM
     
     
    Night time fell on Elmcrest. The late summer
night was coming to an end and the bright blue sky faded away in to
red and oranges – followed by black. It was an unusually cool night
this evening as the winds were howling through town. Tree branches
flapped in the breeze and leaves fell to the ground.
    Inside the first property Jones had ever
bought, now known simply as “the warehouse”, the Boy in Blue waited
for Jones. The building was still in a state of decay as the years
of neglect continued.
    The Boy in Blue waited in silence in the
center of what was once the main printing press room. It was
practically pitch black in the room – as it was lit simply by the
streetlights outside. The Boy in Blue waited, with his sunglasses
on, his hood up, and his right hand wrapped around an object.
    The wind took form in howls as it ripped
through the vacant building and the dozens of broken windows
throughout the structure.
    The Boy in Blue was not afraid, nor was he
alone anymore. All too familiar to the walls of this building came
a steady clumping noise. The steps were slow and precise and headed
right for the boy. He stood there, confident and sure – without an
ounce of worry.
    As the steps got closer, the outline of Jones
became more apparent to the Boy in Blue. The boy could see the
broad shoulders of Jones and the heavy outline of his frame. As the
light bounced in and out of the windows, the Boy in Blue could also
see the snarl across Jones’ face.
    “You’re late,” the Boy in Blue said towards
the moving shadow. A low grunt was the only answer he heard in
return. Jones continued to walk up and stopped about three feet
away from the Boy in Blue.
    “And you’re in no place to tell me what I
am,” Jones said.
    “Oh, I think I am,” the Boy in Blue said,
flipping the object in his hand.
    “And what is that?” Jones asked.
    “Nothing much. Just the technical specs of
what is going on in Maple Forest,” the Boy in Blue answered. He
could see he got Jones’ attention as the snarl on Jones’s face went
away and was replaced by puzzlement.
    “You were successful on your assignment then?
That is a welcome change,” Jones said back, taking a step
closer. “May I see, it?”
    “In good time,” the Boy in Blue said with a
smile. “For a price of course…”
    The snarled returned. “You already negotiated
a price for this, boy” Jones said through his teeth. “A very generous price.”
    “That was before I found what I found,” the
Boy in Blue said. The two stood there for a few seconds. “I want
double.”
    “Ha!” Jones rang out. “What makes you think I
will pay you that?”
    “Because if you want to find out who he is –
this is your best bet.”
    Jones was outraged, but he was also stuck.
His months and years of plotting to find out who Kid Combat was
only lead to disappointment. Somehow, this boy was able to get more
information on Kid Combat than he was able to.
    Jones never lost his anger – or his snarl –
and glared at the Boy in Blue. The boy stood there with no
expression on his face, from what Jones could see under his
disguise.
    Jones walked right up to the Boy in Blue.
“You’ll get your money, boy. But, don’t for a second think you have
bested me or think you will get away with this again.”
    “Deal,” said the Boy in Blue. He let out a
half smile. “Now, call for your assistant to bring you a
computer.”
    Within a few minutes Two returned back to the
warehouse carrying a laptop. He set it down on one of the tables
near Jones and the Boy in Blue and turned it on. The Boy in Blue
walked over to the computer, inserted the flash drive, and brought
up a folder with one file in it.
    Jones, intrigued, walked over and joined the
Boy in Blue. With a double-click, the one file was opened. Within a
second, the blueprints for The Playground were displayed in front
of Jones. Jones, was a bit confused.
    “What

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