The two sympathetic patrolmen were happy to chauffeur Ron around to the addresses he requested. They also had the good sense to not ask many questions about his activities, his Team Go stamp of approval gave him a lot of freedom. While he lacked Shego's lock picking skills and Mego's size changing ability Ron was able to carry out his searches quickly and effectively once he actually located the address.
In one location Ron observed a group munching pizza and passing around cigarettes that didn't smell like they contained any tobacco. He wondered if he should mention it to the police officers, then decided if the patrolmen were turning a blind eye to his own breaking and entering he had no business mentioning a little pot. He wasn't sure what he'd do if he witnessed more serious criminal activity -- and prayed he didn't see any.
Shego's problem was the temptation to engage in criminal activity. Old habits die hard. If these idiots wouldn't even make an effort to secure their property Shego would be doing them a favor -- teaching them a valuable lesson -- if she stole some the things they just left around. In one or two locations only the thought of how it would look at her upcoming trial if she were caught kept her from pocketing things she saw.
Fortunately the item which tempted her the most was the least practical. The baby grand would have been spectacular in the entryway -- and perfect when the twins were old enough for piano lessons.
Matt just kept methodically working down his list. He firmly believed they would find Henry and rescue him. But Matt just wanted to get it done and over. He had a wife and a real life and he was tired of all this nonsense. He remained focused on finding his brother and didn't let anything else register in his mind.
In their small rooms in the Tower the Wegos slept deeply from exhaustion. On the couch in the O'Ceallaigh living room Kim napped fitfully. Worry about Hego and anger with Shego wouldn't allow her a truly restful sleep.
Back in the Tower George and Al had their heads together, literally, as they stared at a name on the computer monitor.
“It's him,” Dexter said. “The details all fit. That's Obtinus -- or at least he was. I didn't realize he was that old. Now what do we do?”
“Shego left me a web address… Did you see the someone they were talking to in Middleton?”
“A husky, black kid? Yeah.”
“I'm not sure. I didn't see him. But Shego said he can do anything with a computer and could find the information on Obtinus's will.”
Neither man was especially web savvy, and George wondered if they should have contacted Shego for help. Finally, however, they made it to Kim's website. The web cam revealed a man with a blue complexion staring at their image in front of him.
“Hello, we're calling from Chicago… Drew?”
“George? Shego said Henry was missing. Have you found him yet?”
“No, that's why I'm… Wait a minute -- are you that Drakken guy Georgie was running around with?”
Drakken broke into a sweat, “Uh, no. That wasn't me… It was, uh, my cousin Ed Lipsky.”
“I guess it's just as well. I don't know what I'm going to do when I meet him. I can't decide if I should punch him in the mouth or thank him for keeping her out of worse trouble.”
“Uh, thank him. I'm certain he was very protective of her.”
“Anyway, Kim Possible… Do you know Kim Possible?”
Drakken rolled his eyes, “ Yes, I know Kim Possible.”
“Anyway, she said there was some genius fellow who could help us--”
“I'm sure that was me.”
“--with a computer search.”
“Oh, that must be my junior partner.”
Wade looked at the assets listed on the will, and the heirs. “If you're right we never did have the right name for Hellpike. But the old factory building on Cardinal Ximenes Drive is the most likely location for the hideout of Obtinus.
“Cardinal Ximenes Drive?”
“I'm going to locate it on a map of the city, then I'll call up the positions of Ron, Shego, and Mego. If you're as sure as you think you are this moves to the top of the search list. I'd advise against calling everyone in until you know for sure -- and even if it was the hideout of Obtinus it doesn't mean Hellpike will be holding Hego there.”
Wade studied the GPS monitor in front of him. “Looks like Mego is the closest.”
George picked up a Tower phone and dialed Matt's number.
Matt had his phone set on vibrate. Even though the old furniture store appeared deserted he still ran outside before answering.
“Matt? It's me. We think we've found it.”
Author's Note: I'm not expecting anyone to get that reference.