It had taken two days. For forty-eight solid hours Wade had hacked, hunted, and pecked out the location of one Drew Lipsky, a.k.a. Dr. Drakken. To his surprise though, the man was in the hospital.
What surprised him even greater was –which- hospital he was in.
Kim’s mother was even more surprised, “What do you mean he’s in –my- hospital?”
“He’s checked into the Middleton Metro Hospital, for what appears to be stab wounds.”
“Alright, thanks Wade.”
“Dr. Possible?”
“Yes Wade?”
“Kick Ron’s ass for me.”
Anne hung up the phone, and considered waking Shego up. It was a hard choice. The other woman deserved a chance to know what was going on, but she had only gone to bed a few short hours prior to Wade’s phone call and Anne felt bad at the thought of waking her up.
The choice was difficult, but the idea to let Shego sleep won out. She had gotten access to Drew Lipsky’s room with very little trouble, under the guise that she was checking for nerve damage.
The man inside, the terror of the world, was a mess. He had even darker circles under his eyes than usual, and his hair looked as if he hadn’t showered in days. He was trembling too as she walked in.
“Anne…Possible…funny meeting you here…isn’t it?” He attempted a smile, but it only made him look more afraid.
“Drew, you’ve done some really fucked up things in the past, but I don’t care right now. What I want to know is what you know about where Ron is.”
Drakken made an attempt to make himself appear as small as possible, “If I tell…he’ll hurt me again.”
“And if you don’t tell, I’m going to hurt you.”
“You wouldn’t. Doctors take an oath!”
“No, but I know a woman who can produce flaming hot plasma at will…and she is staying at my house. Do the math.”
His eyes darted around as his mind was putting together to possibilities of the validity of her statement, the ramifications of plasma burns, and of how much his health care was already going to hate him.
“The boy….Ron…he showed up at my door. Needless to say I protected myself. My men were screwed from the start. He stole a mind control chip I was working on, and took off.”
“There better be good news in there.”
“The mind control chip wasn’t complete. The effects are like hypnotism. The person under the chip’s control will only follow the commands if they want too. Knowing your daughter and the way that boy was acting….I’d say she’s playing along for her own safety.”
“How do you know about Kim?”
Drakken sighed, “He was gloating about his plan while he tortured me for that chip.”
“Tortured?”
“You know of a better way to get shallow knife wounds over your spine and fingertips?”
Anne Possible left the injured man in his room. Justice could catch up to him later. For not his information had bought his freedom.
That was one less problem to face, and a new hurdle to tackle. Just where was Ron?
Author’s Notes: Felt like leaving it an open ended chapter. More coming as it is written.