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From: Hobbeth Sent: 4/14/2006 4:53 PM
Wednesday, July 11; Tracy Island; 11 AM
Jeff finished rereading, for the third time, the memo he'd typed on his computer and sighed. The previous day, shortly after his talk with Brains, he'd received an urgent email from Tracy Industries headquarters. A problem had arisen, and it had taken all afternoon and most of the next morning for him to get all the facts and come to a decision about it. He started to read it again, then stopped. Why should I read it again? It isn't going to change, and I've made my decision. He hesitated for one second, then hit the "send" button, then sat back with a sigh of relief.
Dianne heard him sigh as she walked into the room. "Is something wrong, Jeff?"
"There was an emergency at Tracy Industries headquarters and I've been working on that since Brains was here yesterday morning. I emailed my decision and instructions just before you walked in."
"It didn't concern Lena, did it?"
"No. In fact," he replied as he checked the time, "Lena should have landed in Anchorage a few minutes ago. I think she's almost completely recovered from her ordeal, but you'd know better than that. Hasn't she been in touch with you lately?"
Dianne smiled. "I got an email from her yesterday, and she sounds very much like her old self. This brother of hers must be a wise man, to have given her exactly the advice she needed. I'm happy for her. But we've gotten off the subject. What was the emergency?"
"Something went wrong at the eleventh hour with a prototype we were building. They wanted to know if we should scrap it or go back to the drawing board. I needed to see the data and the specs. It took some time to study all the information, but I finally came to a decision, and now it's up to the people in New York to implement it."
"Well, I'm glad that's over, then. But you said Brains was here. Is something wrong with one of our vessels or . . ."
"Oh, damn! I completely forgot!" He looked up at his wife apologetically. "After what happened to Tin-Tin the other night, I wanted to question Kat about her encounter in India with the person who tried to steal the hoverbike. Brains offered to do that and let me know what she said."
"And?"
"She described a broad-shouldered man with large hands. It sounds like International Rescue's old enemy, the Hood, has come back into our lives. We both feel that the new recruits should be informed. I meant to email them to have them come here for a meeting, but completely forgot when I heard from New York."
"I agree completely that they should be informed, and the sooner the better. I really thought he'd found more profitable ventures to go after."
"He probably did, for a while. But he's back, and his mental attack on Tin-Tin proves that. So I agree we need to tell the others. I think I'll have them gather here tomorrow afternoon. I'll want you and the boys here, too, as well as Brains, Kyrano, Tin-Tin -- and mother, too. I'd better get the message out now, while I'm thinking of it."
She bent down and kissed him. "I'll leave you to it, then, and see you later, at lunch."
"Okay." He leered at her as she turned to leave. "If I can get this out quickly, maybe I'll see you before then."
She laughed and replied as she walked out, "You'll have to find me first. And no using technology to do it. Or Alan."
He chuckled as she disappeared through the door, then sobered as he thought about how to word his message. Soon he typed something into the computer and then looked it over.
To all here on Tracy Island:
Recent events over the past few weeks have led me to decide to call a meeting in the lounge for 5:30 PM tomorrow, barring any emergencies. I and some of my family and staff have some vital information about which you who are new to International Rescue need to know. This is a mandatory meeting. Please be on time.
Jeff Tracy
He addressed it to everyone on the island and sent it. Then he called Alan and told him to be ready for the meeting, and why. Finally, he shut down the computer, cleared his desk and began the more pleasant task of finding his wife.
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