Fantasy A Little Night Music by TMaskedWriter

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Generalissimo Hernando Ramirez and Troy Equals were in the back of his staff car, speeding toward the Ministry of Science. Troy had insisted on coming, and the Generalissimo knew better than to debate the issue. Ramirez ended the phone call he'd been on since they left.

"They have been evacuated. The bomb squad is en route..."

He was interrupted by another call, telling him that the bomb had gone off and the building was on fire. Ramirez ended the call.

"It appears that they will not be needed." Ramirez said to Troy. He lowered the screen and instructed the driver to return Troy to the hospital after they got to the scene.

"Could he take me to the castle instead," Troy asked. "I need to see how they're doing."

Ramirez changed the driver's instructions and raised the partition again so that he couldn't hear them.

"The thing that Señora Equals did to the doctors was most fortunate."

Troy nodded and cracked a smile.

"I guess I've always sort-of wondered which of them would win in a fight. That kind, I mean. Their real fights have always been about 50-50."

Ramirez nodded at that.

"It is fortunate for another reason as well. What La Contessa said was highly classified."

"So, if they'd heard the word 'Springheel' too, they'd have been... dealt with? Are my wife and I going to have to be silenced, Generalissimo?"

Ramirez shook his head.

"No. Your file says that you and Señora Equals have top clearance by order of La Contessa. But, I would have at least needed one of you to do the thing that she does to them before they spoke to anyone."

"It's fortunate as well, then, that my father-in-law retired from forty years in Army Intelligence. So, I know better than to ask, and won't press for details." Troy leaned back in the seat.

"I appreciate this," he answered. "When La Contessa feels the need to tell you more about it, she will."

"And if she doesn't, I'm fine with that."

Ramirez turned to face Troy.

"Señor Equals, I know more than I should say of Springheel, and she has shared her concerns about it with me."

"If I didn't know you were trustworthy before, Generalissimo, I certainly do now. Helen doesn't share 'her concerns' with anyone."

"I am certain that when La Contessa is ready to share this concern with you, she absolutely will."

They rode on in silence.