Uncovering Scrumtumbler’s Dark Secret (Hollow Earth Expedition ssn1 ep29c)

“Captain Boone,” Dr. Scott said to her as he emerged from Reinhardt’s library. “He wants to see you now, Captain Boone.”

Kate grimaced and studied the doctor’s innocent face. She guessed that it probably hadn’t occurred to him that their host may have already alerted his superiors. Even as they walked down the hallway, a platoon of Nazis might be encircling the quaint little house.

Nodding, Kate made her way into the library. Like the rest of the house, the library was trim and tidy, with wood paneling and tasteful alpine-rustic furnishings. Three of the walls were lined with bookshelves. The fourth wall contained a painting of a snow-capped mountain and an ornate clock, the kind powered by a web of miniscule gears and hidden springs to make a wooden bird pop out and sing while miniature wooden skiers spin around the base. The sight of that clock made her want to strap Reinhardt into her co-pilot seat and do barrel rolls until he screamed.

Professor Reinhardt sat directly below the clock, a large, scuffed leather suitcase at his feet. He smiled at her in a way that made his white eyebrows rise up on his tall forehead.

“I have a gift for you,” he said.

“Does that gift involve turning us over to your Thule buddies or your Nazi masters?”

He shook his head sadly. “Please do not assume that all Germans are Nazis. Our people suffer greatly under Hitler’s rule, and if we ever go to war…” he seemed unable to speak the unspeakable.

“I’m not here to talk politics,” Kate said. “Someone swiped my professor. I aim to find out who, and I aim to get him back.”

“I can help you with both of those things,” he leaned back and fumbled in his pocket for an wooden pipe and a pouch of tobacco. He glanced up at her and seemed to change his mind. “Professor Scrumtumbler was a good friend of mine. A most unreliable man, but nonetheless a good friend and a valuable professional associate.”

“You’re a scientist too?” she asked. “Did you know him through that Prometheus Club?”

“I? No, frauline, I am not a member of the Order of Prometheus. I am an archeologist by training, which is not the type of science practiced by the Order. No, I knew Scrumtumbler during his association with a different organization, one that throws a broader net across the academic disciplines. I knew Scrumtumbler when he belonged to the Thule Society.”

About Sechin Tower

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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