01 - Kill The Willing - Revision history

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‎Chapter Twenty-Three

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‎Chapter Twenty-Three

Kkay: /* Chapter Twenty Two */

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‎Chapter Twenty Two

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‎Chapter Twenty Two

Kkay: /* Chapter Seventeen */

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‎Chapter Seventeen

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‎Chapter Twelve

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‎Chapter Five

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‎Chapter Five

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‎Chapter Five

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 ===Golden Owl Retrieval===
 ====Chapter Twenty-Three====
-Shay was in Paris, sitting in the café indicated by the first clue, looking for the relevant locations mentioned. (See [[Locations - IFNE 01/misc]] for full details)
+Shay was in Paris, sitting in the café indicated by the first clue, looking for the relevant locations mentioned. (See [[Kill the Willing (IFNE 01/misc) Miscellaneous Locations]] for full details)
 Saw the Louvre pyramid (mind) the oldest restaurant (body) the oldest Church (soul), forming a triangle, at whose center was an old mansion, which served as a living museum during the day. Shay entered the building late that night, unlocking the electronic locks by phone, searching the building from top to bottom, finding nothing out of place. Was she searching for the owl or for another clue? In the wine cellar, with thermal glasses, fond a hidden door, passageway to hidden room whose walls were made from skulls and femurs. Two tunnels branched. Shay too one, and after awhile decided it was the wrong one. Went back to the other, which led into a room. A high stone column decorated with a cross sat in the center of a chamber. A stone bowl sat atop the flat-topped column at about chest level. Thick lamp oil filled the bowl. Shay set the oil afire, and a giant wall of flame appeared, cutting the room into two halves. She decided that testing her faith meant going through the flames, so she did, finding the golden owl sitting in the now empty bowl where the oil had bee. And the flames had not even been hot. She had not even felt them ! She picked up the golden owl, and left.

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 ===Golden Owl Retrieval===
 ====Chapter Twenty-Three====
-Shay was in Paris, sitting in the café indicated by the first clue, looking for the relevant locations mentioned. (See Locations - IFNE 01/misc for full details)
+Shay was in Paris, sitting in the café indicated by the first clue, looking for the relevant locations mentioned. (See [[Locations - IFNE 01/misc]] for full details)
 Saw the Louvre pyramid (mind) the oldest restaurant (body) the oldest Church (soul), forming a triangle, at whose center was an old mansion, which served as a living museum during the day. Shay entered the building late that night, unlocking the electronic locks by phone, searching the building from top to bottom, finding nothing out of place. Was she searching for the owl or for another clue? In the wine cellar, with thermal glasses, fond a hidden door, passageway to hidden room whose walls were made from skulls and femurs. Two tunnels branched. Shay too one, and after awhile decided it was the wrong one. Went back to the other, which led into a room. A high stone column decorated with a cross sat in the center of a chamber. A stone bowl sat atop the flat-topped column at about chest level. Thick lamp oil filled the bowl. Shay set the oil afire, and a giant wall of flame appeared, cutting the room into two halves. She decided that testing her faith meant going through the flames, so she did, finding the golden owl sitting in the now empty bowl where the oil had bee. And the flames had not even been hot. She had not even felt them ! She picked up the golden owl, and left.

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 Speaking as someone who has been dead longer than you, it’s not so bad once you get used to it. It’s useful in its own way.” “Useful? How the hell is being dead useful?” “Most people have to carry around their baggage with them forever, but once you’re dead, you can let it all go, reinvent yourself, and do it the right way this time. Come up with a new version of yourself. You have to accept that your old life is over as if it never existed. You’re never stepping back into that identity. If you’re willing, I can help you figure out the new Peyton. Hell, I’m doing it myself.” “I’m glad you stayed, Peyton.” “I know. Everybody needs a sidekick and these days a troll is hard to come by.
-Shay was spending more time at Warehouse Two. No client to handle, spending more time with Peyton, pouring over historical research.  Annoyed because Greg had not called with a meeting time with Smite-Williams.” Peyton spoke up. “What if I told you that I have a job to distract you, complete with a fifty thousand euro down-payment, and a hundred and fifty thousand euro final payout? The job is in Paris. Forty years back, a businessman named Francois Martine had his mountain chalet robbed by a high-end cat burglar. A real expert. French police even suspected magic was involved because there were no clues other than a missing owl,  solid gold owl. “The client is Martine’s daughter, Elaine. She says the owl has been in her family for generations. There’s a bonus if we don’t press for details.” , And this is where it gets really weird.” Not that long after the theft, rumors popped up on the net. Someone claiming to be the thief said he had the owl and left eleven clues to its whereabouts with five in a cipher that no one’s been able to figure out.” (See Characters - [[Elaine Martine]]) for riddle clues)
+Shay was spending more time at Warehouse Two. No client to handle, spending more time with Peyton, pouring over historical research.  Annoyed because Greg had not called with a meeting time with Smite-Williams.” Peyton spoke up. “What if I told you that I have a job to distract you, complete with a fifty thousand euro down-payment, and a hundred and fifty thousand euro final payout? The job is in Paris. Forty years back, a businessman named Francois Martine had his mountain chalet robbed by a high-end cat burglar. A real expert. French police even suspected magic was involved because there were no clues other than a missing owl,  solid gold owl. “The client is Martine’s daughter, Elaine. She says the owl has been in her family for generations. There’s a bonus if we don’t press for details.” , And this is where it gets really weird.” Not that long after the theft, rumors popped up on the net. Someone claiming to be the thief said he had the owl and left eleven clues to its whereabouts with five in a cipher that no one’s been able to figure out.” (See Characters - [[Elaine and Francois Martine]]) for riddle clues)
 “Elaine has additional information she recently came into that might narrow it down more.” “She already did after she sent the fifty-k non-refundable deposit.” “It’s our new company policy. Only way to do it. Makes the client have some skin in the game. That way, Elaine won’t hire six different hunters to up her chances. All or nothing kind of deal.”

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 Speaking as someone who has been dead longer than you, it’s not so bad once you get used to it. It’s useful in its own way.” “Useful? How the hell is being dead useful?” “Most people have to carry around their baggage with them forever, but once you’re dead, you can let it all go, reinvent yourself, and do it the right way this time. Come up with a new version of yourself. You have to accept that your old life is over as if it never existed. You’re never stepping back into that identity. If you’re willing, I can help you figure out the new Peyton. Hell, I’m doing it myself.” “I’m glad you stayed, Peyton.” “I know. Everybody needs a sidekick and these days a troll is hard to come by.
-Shay was spending more time at Warehouse Two. No client to handle, spending more time with Peyton, pouring over historical research.  Annoyed because Greg had not called with a meeting time with Smite-Williams.” Peyton spoke up. “What if I told you that I have a job to distract you, complete with a fifty thousand euro down-payment, and a hundred and fifty thousand euro final payout? The job is in Paris. Forty years back, a businessman named Francois Martine had his mountain chalet robbed by a high-end cat burglar. A real expert. French police even suspected magic was involved because there were no clues other than a missing owl,  solid gold owl. “The client is Martine’s daughter, Elaine. She says the owl has been in her family for generations. There’s a bonus if we don’t press for details.” , And this is where it gets really weird.” Not that long after the theft, rumors popped up on the net. Someone claiming to be the thief said he had the owl and left eleven clues to its whereabouts with five in a cipher that no one’s been able to figure out.” (See Characters - Elaine Martine) for riddle clues)
+Shay was spending more time at Warehouse Two. No client to handle, spending more time with Peyton, pouring over historical research.  Annoyed because Greg had not called with a meeting time with Smite-Williams.” Peyton spoke up. “What if I told you that I have a job to distract you, complete with a fifty thousand euro down-payment, and a hundred and fifty thousand euro final payout? The job is in Paris. Forty years back, a businessman named Francois Martine had his mountain chalet robbed by a high-end cat burglar. A real expert. French police even suspected magic was involved because there were no clues other than a missing owl,  solid gold owl. “The client is Martine’s daughter, Elaine. She says the owl has been in her family for generations. There’s a bonus if we don’t press for details.” , And this is where it gets really weird.” Not that long after the theft, rumors popped up on the net. Someone claiming to be the thief said he had the owl and left eleven clues to its whereabouts with five in a cipher that no one’s been able to figure out.” (See Characters - [[Elaine Martine]]) for riddle clues)
 “Elaine has additional information she recently came into that might narrow it down more.” “She already did after she sent the fifty-k non-refundable deposit.” “It’s our new company policy. Only way to do it. Makes the client have some skin in the game. That way, Elaine won’t hire six different hunters to up her chances. All or nothing kind of deal.”

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 “That’s the client’s contact info. Since you’re going to take the job, I’ll try and do what I can on my end to encourage him to hire you.” Shay puts Peyton on the case, to investigate the client, contact him online and exchange information that can’t be traced back to her. Make sure there’s a secure distance from me and tie it to my new tomb raider rep. Pizza Girl OK for an alias? Or what about Aletheia, Greek Goddess of Truth? She likes that one better.
-Hired by the next morning, tells Peyton the short version. There’s an island off the coast of Nova Scotia called Oak Island. 1795, saw lights, movement there. Found circular hole cut into wall, no treasures. Many years later, a stone was found 90’ down, with symbols on it in a long-lost Oriceran language. Many people have dug in the “Money Pit”, rumors, have found nothing, and have obliterated the original site. Client wants second stone that should be there.
+Hired by the next morning, tells Peyton the short version. There’s an island off the coast of Nova Scotia called Oak Island. (See [[Kill the Willing (IFNE 01/misc) Miscellaneous Locations]])1795, saw lights, movement there. Found circular hole cut into wall, no treasures. Many years later, a stone was found 90’ down, with symbols on it in a long-lost Oriceran language. Many people have dug in the “Money Pit”, rumors, have found nothing, and have obliterated the original site. Client wants second stone that should be there.
 “I’ve confirmed there is another group on the move, and they’ve brought along some nasty help. A bunch of thugs calling themselves mercs.” “A little hired help doesn’t bother me. If I kill someone like that, at least I’m not gonna end up with half a country on my ass.”

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 ===Dutchman Retrieval===
 ====Chapter Twelve====
-Shay in Baja Sur in a Land Rover. . Her plan was to locate the cache, then use a small cargo drone to transport all the gold, bar by bar, back to the Land Rover. After a simple drive back to town, she could unload the gold into the private plane she’d chartered and get the hell out of Mexico before any cartel assholes had a clue anyone had ever been in the area. She’d read the Nuevo Gulf Cartel was close to being pushed out of the area by another cartel. There was one statement she had found in an old reference that gave her concern. All those who seek the gold of the Peralta family should know that greed blinds a man to the truth. The phrase had been scrawled on an old map of the area. Shay had no idea if it was a simple moral observation or a riddle about the treasure meant to warn off seekers or help them find it.
+Shay in Baja Sur in a Land Rover. (See [[Kill the Willing (IFNE 01/misc) Miscellaneous Locations]]) Her plan was to locate the cache, then use a small cargo drone to transport all the gold, bar by bar, back to the Land Rover. After a simple drive back to town, she could unload the gold into the private plane she’d chartered and get the hell out of Mexico before any cartel assholes had a clue anyone had ever been in the area. She’d read the Nuevo Gulf Cartel was close to being pushed out of the area by another cartel. There was one statement she had found in an old reference that gave her concern. All those who seek the gold of the Peralta family should know that greed blinds a man to the truth. The phrase had been scrawled on an old map of the area. Shay had no idea if it was a simple moral observation or a riddle about the treasure meant to warn off seekers or help them find it.
 Two plumes of dust following her. Avoiding being linked to a single dead body was easy, almost trivial. Trying to avoid attention when you left dozens of bodies in your wake, not so much. Minimizing deaths would be to her benefit both in the short and long term. The area offered plenty of places for good cover if she wanted to hide. But any good hunter didn’t give up on the hunt just because they lost sight of the prey for a few seconds. She would need to both conceal herself and give her pursuers another rabbit to chase. She found an overhang for the Land Rover, and covered it with a camouflage tarp. Would be hard to find.

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 ===The Nazi Pins===
 ====Chapter Five====
-Shay brings some hacking equipment to Two (quantum decrypter, and a router here that’ll let me interface with the signal receiving drone I’ve got outside.”) so that they could borrow a little microwave remote-sensing data from a satellite that happens to be going over an area I’m very interested in. Lake Toplitz,in Austria No gold. Most of the jobs I’m looking into involve things that are a little more portable. No one’s even sure there is gold there. The only thing we know for sure is that the Nazis sank lockboxes into the lake for a few different reasons. I want to find magical items. Some people believe they had the Spear of Longinus at the beginning of the war, and that’s why they were so successful at first. The higher-ups in the Nazi regime, especially Hitler, were really into occult and dark magic shit. They collected a lot of artifacts with alleged powers. Like they knew about Oriceran. I’ve found some information to suggest that there could be a magical artifact, an enchanted golden eagle pin that when activated with the right kind of magic can make a person super-persuasive. A few pictures in historical archives show Hitler wearing something like that. And not just any satellite. Needed one with the newer technology that can detect difference in density between water, wood and metals. The lake is a mile long, over 300 feet deep, and over a 1000-feet wide, and there’s always a chance someone else might be on their way. I need to really narrow down my search area. The scans should give me a better chance of figuring out where something interesting might actually be buried once I cross-reference it with my other info. And then the earthquake. The point is the earthquake may have unearthed shit that was buried too deeply for detection until now. Like I said, other people might have this information, so it’s time sensitive. I have to go. Now." And she left.
+Shay brings some hacking equipment to Two (quantum decrypter, and a router here that’ll let me interface with the signal receiving drone I’ve got outside.”) so that they could borrow a little microwave remote-sensing data from a satellite that happens to be going over an area I’m very interested in. Lake Toplitz,in Austria (See [[Kill the Willing (IFNE 01/misc) Miscellaneous Locations]]) No gold. Most of the jobs I’m looking into involve things that are a little more portable. No one’s even sure there is gold there. The only thing we know for sure is that the Nazis sank lockboxes into the lake for a few different reasons. I want to find magical items. Some people believe they had the Spear of Longinus at the beginning of the war, and that’s why they were so successful at first. The higher-ups in the Nazi regime, especially Hitler, were really into occult and dark magic shit. They collected a lot of artifacts with alleged powers. Like they knew about Oriceran. I’ve found some information to suggest that there could be a magical artifact, an enchanted golden eagle pin that when activated with the right kind of magic can make a person super-persuasive. A few pictures in historical archives show Hitler wearing something like that. And not just any satellite. Needed one with the newer technology that can detect difference in density between water, wood and metals. The lake is a mile long, over 300 feet deep, and over a 1000-feet wide, and there’s always a chance someone else might be on their way. I need to really narrow down my search area. The scans should give me a better chance of figuring out where something interesting might actually be buried once I cross-reference it with my other info. And then the earthquake. The point is the earthquake may have unearthed shit that was buried too deeply for detection until now. Like I said, other people might have this information, so it’s time sensitive. I have to go. Now." And she left.
 She first went to Warehouse Three, to outfit her expedition. (See Locations,[[Shay's Warehouses]]), then to the airport (private plane), then a rental van, and she was in her work clothes (all black and a snug fit, with her long hair tied back). Little traffic on the road. She would stop in the village of Grundlsee for a bite to eat. She’d hidden everything dangerous beneath false panels, leaving nothing more than totally legal, if conspicuous equipment. The border guards took one look at the way she was dressed and immediately realized the implications of her cargo. Their only real response was to mock her as Fräulein Schatzjäger, Miss Treasure Hunter.She called Peyton – all still OK. If she died?  “Then get my body, put it on a wooden raft, and give me a Viking funeral, along with some of the same kind of flowers from my first funeral.

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 Shay brings some hacking equipment to Two (quantum decrypter, and a router here that’ll let me interface with the signal receiving drone I’ve got outside.”) so that they could borrow a little microwave remote-sensing data from a satellite that happens to be going over an area I’m very interested in. Lake Toplitz,in Austria No gold. Most of the jobs I’m looking into involve things that are a little more portable. No one’s even sure there is gold there. The only thing we know for sure is that the Nazis sank lockboxes into the lake for a few different reasons. I want to find magical items. Some people believe they had the Spear of Longinus at the beginning of the war, and that’s why they were so successful at first. The higher-ups in the Nazi regime, especially Hitler, were really into occult and dark magic shit. They collected a lot of artifacts with alleged powers. Like they knew about Oriceran. I’ve found some information to suggest that there could be a magical artifact, an enchanted golden eagle pin that when activated with the right kind of magic can make a person super-persuasive. A few pictures in historical archives show Hitler wearing something like that. And not just any satellite. Needed one with the newer technology that can detect difference in density between water, wood and metals. The lake is a mile long, over 300 feet deep, and over a 1000-feet wide, and there’s always a chance someone else might be on their way. I need to really narrow down my search area. The scans should give me a better chance of figuring out where something interesting might actually be buried once I cross-reference it with my other info. And then the earthquake. The point is the earthquake may have unearthed shit that was buried too deeply for detection until now. Like I said, other people might have this information, so it’s time sensitive. I have to go. Now." And she left.
-She first went to Warehouse Three, to outfit her expedition. (See Locations,[[Shay’s Warehouses]]), then to the airport (private plane), then a rental van, and she was in her work clothes (all black and a snug fit, with her long hair tied back). Little traffic on the road. She would stop in the village of Grundlsee for a bite to eat. She’d hidden everything dangerous beneath false panels, leaving nothing more than totally legal, if conspicuous equipment. The border guards took one look at the way she was dressed and immediately realized the implications of her cargo. Their only real response was to mock her as Fräulein Schatzjäger, Miss Treasure Hunter.She called Peyton – all still OK. If she died?  “Then get my body, put it on a wooden raft, and give me a Viking funeral, along with some of the same kind of flowers from my first funeral.
+She first went to Warehouse Three, to outfit her expedition. (See Locations,[[Shay's Warehouses]]), then to the airport (private plane), then a rental van, and she was in her work clothes (all black and a snug fit, with her long hair tied back). Little traffic on the road. She would stop in the village of Grundlsee for a bite to eat. She’d hidden everything dangerous beneath false panels, leaving nothing more than totally legal, if conspicuous equipment. The border guards took one look at the way she was dressed and immediately realized the implications of her cargo. Their only real response was to mock her as Fräulein Schatzjäger, Miss Treasure Hunter.She called Peyton – all still OK. If she died?  “Then get my body, put it on a wooden raft, and give me a Viking funeral, along with some of the same kind of flowers from my first funeral.
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-This book takes place before Shay ever met Brownstone in the Unbelievable Mr. Brownstone Series. It encompasses her life from the time of her "death" as an paid killer, to her final development as a field archeologist, and her meeting with anticipated first meeting with Professor Smite-Williams, "Father O'Banion".It includes the development of the relationship between her and Peyton, and the four retrievals they did before she got into the big-time: the Nazi Pins in the Lake, The Lost Dutchman's Gold, the Oriceran Stone, and the retrieval of the Golden Owl. When this book ends, she has yet to meet either Smite-Williams, or Brownstone.
+This book takes place before Shay ever met Brownstone in the Unbelievable Mr. Brownstone Series. It encompasses her life from the time of her "death" as an paid killer, to her final development as a field archeologist, and her meeting with anticipated first meeting with Professor Smite-Williams, "Father O'Banion". It includes the development of the relationship between her and Peyton, and the four retrievals they did before she got into the big-time: the Nazi Pins in the Lake, The Lost Dutchman's Gold, the Oriceran Stone, and the retrieval of the Golden Owl. When this book ends, she has yet to meet either Smite-Williams, or Brownstone.
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