The Wills managed to make it through the evening news, then they also collapsed back into one from pure exhaustion and fell asleep. The local news had nothing of substance to offer. Their, “Police are still looking for evidence in connection with the disappearance…” would probably bring in another flood of worthless leads, confessions from publicity seekers, and inaccurate eye witnesses. Team Go and Ron were counting on a lead from death records and wills.
Dexter found a Cubs game and watched it, keeping Mego abreast of the scores and action. Whenever the sides traded places in the field he offered coffee to those at the terminals.
Susan appreciated Kim's help in getting the twins ready for bed. She suggested that Kim try to lie down and take a nap, but the redhead was too restless. She tried to stretch out on the couch, but ended up just pacing around the living room.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Shego's mother asked Kim.
“No! … Uh, I'm not sure. Maybe.”
“George, why don’t you go watch the old set in our room and let Kim and me have the living room for a little while.”
Kim hesitated. She didn't want to give Shego's mother some of the details, but she really needed someone to talk with. As she began the story, however, Susan's sympathetic listening made it easy for Kim to relate some of the frustrations she was feeling. It was hard not to throw in some parts of the story that she thought should be kept from Shego's mother.
Mego, Ron, and Shego were congratulating themselves in the Tower. After hours where it had seemed like they were getting nothing done a single hour of work had already produced nine men whose ages and deaths, coupled with property left to non-family members sounded like they had potential.
Mego interrupted their little celebration with a, “Damn!”
“We've gone through about two months. We've got more than a year left to go through. And somebody has to check these places out. We should have never let the Wegos exhaust themselves on those wild goose chases this afternoon.”
“Too late for that now,” Ron said. “Issue is most efficient use of our time now. Do we send one of us out to start investigating these places or finish death records first and then go out?”
“God, I'd love to go out and do something,” Shego said, “I'm feeling useless. Want me to check while you two go through the records.”
“Better if we finish the files first,” Mego said. We may find one that just screams out at us that it’s the right one.”
“He could be right, Shego, we're getting faster as we do this. Better to get this done before we even think about going out.”
“Okay, Stoppable. I'm here for another hour. But I have to get out and see some action soon or I'll go crazy.”
Kim hadn't suffered the physical exhaustion of the Wegos, but the last few hours had been emotionally draining. Being able to vent reduced some of the pressure. Susan made Kim a cup of chamomile tea with a generous spoonful of honey after their conversation and after drinking half the cup Kim was able to curl up on the couch and get some rest. Shego's mother put a light blanket over Kim and turned out the lights in the living room.
Back in Middleton Wade took a break. Searching through the wills went fairly quickly once they found a suspicious death. Since he had never seen Obtinus it looked to Wade like Shego and Mego were obviously the best qualified to sift through the death records.