April 2009
Well Sully saved my ass again. Though as I keep reminding him, after three months in a Turkish prison, that ass was decidedly skinnier than it should have been. I'm still not convinced those scurvy rations worked. And I guess I've got to give Chloe some credit too, but again, if I hadn't got involved with her and Flynn in the first place this wouldn't have happened. Still, now that we now what we're on the trail of, I'm kind of glad that it did. Shambhala! I can't believe it. We just have to beat Flynn and his Russian goon squad to Nepal. I wonder what happened to him, getting mixed up with a psychopath like that. Sully has bailed, says he's too old for this. After that shoot out in Borneo I can't blame him. I'm tempted to turn back myself but...who am I kidding, the Cintamani Stone! This is once in a lifetime, and if it's real, I certainly can't let Flynn get his weasly hands on it. So it's just Chloe and I now, and assures me she is still on my side, and is just acting as a mole. I think she's telling the truth, but who for? I've got a feeling I could be walking into a very nasty surprise in Nepal. Only one way to find out....
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