#spykid

I was so discouraged. This guy was clearly lying about where the paper was going, but couldn’t be ‘the sender’. David just brushed it off and went back to analyzing the targets. But Ian was convinced this wasn’t a dead end.

One day, Ian convinced me to follow our former suspect.

Come in tumblr. The escape was successful. Target acquired. The Mockingbird (Atticus) left the nest. Found at County Jail, reading. Robinson’s asleep. Cunningham present. Others with a van. The Mockingbird is in danger. Hiding with Dill Pickle and Stout Scout. Ready for action. Observing, OVER.

# learneditfromaspybook #imjem_the_gent #hidingwith @dill_pickle @stout_scout

Update: Scout ran away. She headed towards Atticus and there was no stopping her. Atticus looked afraid and looked to me for an answer. I had none. No one moved. Scout started talking to the Cunningham about his son Walter. I panicked and first, but she seemed to handle the situation just fine on her own. I knew Atticus wanted us to go home, for our safety, but Atticus worried enough about our safety, it was time I worried about his. Someone tried to grab me and Scout started kicking ‘em, bless her heart. Still I wasn’t budging. Atticus asked me to go home a multitude of times but I refused. I wasn’t going anywhere until he was home safe. Soon the guys left and we all went home. I was proud of the fact that I didn't move. I felt more like Atticus, and I know he was grateful.

These men came to our door to talk to Atticus about his case today. I don’t know what it was, but they rubbed me the wrong way. They didn't seem to happy, and I feel like there’s more to the story than I know. I want to find out more so I’m planning to go see what he’s up to. I want to help him, I just don’t know how. I’ll see what I can do, some of those men looked familiar…