>>5820158You somehow managed to drag Kangaroo Man inside the car. He’s sitting in the middle, pressure mounting from every direction.
“Perhaps I’m the only true idiot here.…” Kangaroo Man groans about the position he got himself into.
“You call this ‘Kangaroo Man’? He’s a Kangaroo Kid!” Mama Bodil has a good laugh.
“I did write down that he’s small.” You point at your drawing.
<span class="mu-s">“……….”</span> Kangaroo Kid grabs the copy from your hands and stares at it in silence. “This is the first time that I can remember that something managed to deeply offend me…”
“…” Vera is still asleep but twitches for some reason.
“Moving on, we got the documents, but the journalist guy I trusted is unavailable, what should we do?” You get into the meat and potatoes of the issue.
“Truly impressive!” Kangaroo Man doesn’t quite believe it. “Let me think for a moment… Uhm… I have a plethora of ideas.”
“List them.” Mama Bodil wants to hear them.
“You can hand over the documents to me and I’ll deal with this.” Kangaroo Man proposes first. Nobody is really excited about this idea but him. “Bring the documents to the Observer anyway. The entire newspaper is fairly reliable as far as I know.”
“We can’t. Ayde is in there now.” Bodil shakes her head.
“You can send them to a rivaling political party. We have quite a few to choose from.” Kangaroo Man proposes. No one is in favor. “You can leak the documents online?”
“Kid, stop playing around. Tell us what your real plan is.” Mama Bodil can read the marsupial’s body language pretty well.
“The two most realistic options are… well…to hand them over to the country’s main news network. I know a way to contact one of the most famous reporters there: <span class="mu-s">Jeremy Ness</span>. He abhors the party, and will gladly spread around any disparaging rhetoric against it.” Kangaroo Man dislikes whoever this guy is. “And the other one is to deliver them directly to a person of major influence in the entire country… One of its owners.”
“Owners?” You raise an eyebrow. You’re a democracy of sorts! The country belongs to nobody!
“Have you heard about <span class="mu-s">Nigel Koroma</span>?” Kangaroo Man wonders. You have no idea who he’s talking about, but he sounds like a loser.
“Hey, kid, what’s up with you?” Mama Bodil sees red flags on that Kangaroo’s pouch.
“I’m well connected in the luckiest way possible. My new year’s parties are out of this galaxy. Can’t say more.” Kangaroo Man chuckles uncomfortably.
