TEAM OUTRIDERS
Thursday 10:00
Blake: Alright, 100 people were asked: How protective is the coolant in this engine? Survey says… (Holds up a balls floating gauge) 40 below.
Luigi: F or C?
Blake: F of course. We may be in another country but I refuse to go metric!
Marc: Yeah, the commies and nazis used the metric system!
Luigi: It’s an intelligent system. Easier to use because it’s based on 10s.
Marc: Well of course a stupid **** like you couldn’t comprehend anything more complicated.
Blake: Caps back on, start the car will ya?
(Marc turns the ignition key. The starter works a little harder to turn the big block over in the cold but the 432 fires right up.)
Marc: Whoo! It’s alive!
Zach: Good, I’d hate for the car to die before we start.
Blake: Okay, let’s run over everything we’ve got, CB? Check. Camping gear? Check. Food? Check. Tool box? Check.
Marc: Stupid homo commienazi? Check!
Luigi: Cop with Downs Syndrome? Check!
Blake: Sunglasses?
Zach: (Puts on shades) Check!
Blake: Let’s rock!
(The Enforcer takes off on cue, Marc throws it into a few lazy donuts to begin)
Luigi: Careful you idiot!
Marc: I forgot, you would prefer I drive like an old bitch!
Luigi: I prefer you drive like something other than a retarded pit bull high on angel dust!
Zach: Dad, what are you doing?
Blake: Holding down the button on the CB mic.
Marc: Oh you ruthless son of a bitch!
Luigi: Our banter is private!
Blake: Bullshit! You guys are the best of friends when no one is looking!
Luigi: I go out of my way to avoid this cazzo!
Marc: Well, you’re here in the car so you clearly suck at it!
Luigi: Yeah, to keep your ass in line so you don’t get these two killed!
Marc: Sure, that’s the only thing you want to do with my ass!
Luigi: Please, If I was gay, I most certainly could do better than you!
Marc: That’s right, didn’t they call you Pin Cushion in High School from all the dicks that went through you?
Zach: This is gonna be a fun drive.
12:00
Blake: Let’s see if we can find a traffic report on the radio.
Radio: …derailed east of Ottawa, thankfully there were no injures. And in International News, Petoskey Motors ZLC owner and CEO Eleanor Ventnor was arrested this morning on charges of embezzlement…
Zach: Turn that up, turn it up!
Radio: …spite the charges, Ms. Ventnor claims no knowledge of any offshore accounts. She is currently being held without bond. And now Sports…
Zach: I can’t believe it.
Blake: Based on what I’ve heard of her, I wouldn’t think she would do something like that.
Zach: Why would she? It’s her company, so she gains the most from profits. Plus she already has substantial wealth. Something doesn’t add up.
Marc: People often do illegal things for the most bizarre reasons sometimes.
Zach: The radio mentioned offshore accounts.
Luigi: So?
Zach: So, before I came here, I was noticing a small error in the books. A tiny amount siphoned off each transaction for the last twenty years. Pennies, here and there.
Marc: Sounds like something that would add up to a considerable amount.
Zach: Exactly, and the one thing I couldn’t trace was where that money went. Hang on, I gotta make a phone call. (dials number) Hey, Frank? Glad I caught you on lunch. Listen, can you do me a favor? You know those administrative surcharges I was asking you about the other day? Yeah, those. What do you mean restricted? On who’s authority? Why would Dunbar restrict something like that? Most interesting, you think you could track that money? I don’t know, probably to an offshore account. Try the Cayman Islands. It would have to be at least twenty years old. Shit, okay. Once you get a spare moment and can find it, give me a call okay? Right, bye.
Blake: What was that all about?
Zach: Clearly those hidden transactions were part of this embezzling scheme. If Frank in IT can track it down, we could submit the accounts as evidence.
Blake: To convict her or get her off the hook?
Zach: Either. If she’s guilty, this will help convict her, if she’s not, then the accounts cannot be touched while they’re evidence. So whoever’s behind it can’t use the money.
Blake: That’s some quick thinking!
Zach: The woman gave me a job, I owe her that much.