The Daredevil Plays it Subtle (Hollow Earth Expedition Ssn1 ep9)

This post is part of an ongoing story set in the pulp-era world of Hollow Earth Expedition. If you are new to this series, I suggest starting at the beginning of the story.

From the driver’s seat of the Model T, Kate watched the quiet the bungalow of the Oasis Springs hotel. The place looked innocent enough, isolated back here in the rear lot of the sleepy little street. Just to be safe, she fed a stripper clip into her Mauser c96, clicked the bolt into place, and secured the pistol in the shoulder strap inside her flight jacket.

“All you gotta do,” Reggie said from the back seat as he wrestled with his camera to get it pointed out the car’s window. “Just knock on the door and tell whoever’s in there that you have some information about the professor’s drilling machine. Be subtle. They’ll spill the beans if they think you’re on their side.”

“You really think that will work?” she asked skeptically. “Especially with your camera pointed right at him?”

“Trust me,” Reggie said, aiming the camera at the door of the bungalow. “Perhaps you’ve seen the gripping Great War thriller ‘There’s a Spy Among Us?’ I directed that. So, yeah, I think it’s safe to say I know a thing or two about international intrigue.”

Reggie pulled a black sheet over himself and adjusted it so that only the lens of the camera protruded from beneath. Now, instead of looking like a man with a forty pound cinema camera, he looked like an enormous mound of black, ominous laundry.

Clem, who sat in the front passenger seat, twisted around to look at the director. “Pardon me,” Clem said. “Why do we need to film this? I don’t reckon this camera is a good idea.”

Reggie pulled back the sheet to look Clem in the eye. “The professor hired me to document the story of his experiment,” he said. “I plan on following through because I, sir, have my integrity. More importantly, there might be someone in the military willing to pay for evidence relating to these spies.”

Clem shook his head and looked over to Kate for a second opinion.

“Did Amelia Earhart shy away from the press?” she said as she opened the door and stepped out.

“Remember what we talked about,” Reggie’s muffled voice came from beneath the sheet. “Play it subtle. Subtle!”

“I got it,” she said, and crossed the small lot to stand at the bungalow’s door. She raised her hand to knock but paused and looked back over her shoulder.

Reggie flipped the sheet off his head just long enough to mouth, “subtle!”

Nodding, Kate knocked on the door and waited for one tense moment until a shadow crossed the peephole.

“Who are you?” said an accented voice from within.

She slammed her boot into the door. With a splintering crack and a bone-jarring thump, the latch ripped out of the threshold and the door flew open into the person on the other side, knocking him to the threadbare carpet within.

Before the man could catch his breath, Kate pinned his chest and whipped out her pistol.

“What did you do with my favorite professor?” she demanded, pressing the Mauser’s barrel into the man’s forehead. “Speak quick, or I might stop being so subtle.”


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Sechin Tower is a teacher, game developer, and author of MAD SCIENCE INSTITUTE, a novel of creatures, calamities, and college matriculation. He lives in Seattle, Washington.
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