Jess was typically more modest than this. The comment from her drew a shrill laugh from Amanda. They seemed to be having more fun than he was.
“We need to keep our eyes on them,” Finn warned. “Seriously.”
“Okay. We get it,” Amanda said.
He’d ruined the moment. He wanted to kick himself.
Entering Epcot, they passed beneath Spaceship Earth-which looked like an elevated giant golf ball-reaching the fountain plaza where a computer-controlled water show ran. It could mesmerize visitors for hours at a time. Pavilions rose on both sides: The Land, The Seas with Nemo & Friends, Test Track. Beyond the plaza was the fifteen-acre lake surrounded by the World Showcase pavilions, each representing a different country and duplicating its most famous architecture: the Eiffel Tower in France; a Mayan temple in Mexico.
The autumn Food and Wine Festival was under way. Special booths offered food and drink. The mood was even more festive than usual. The place was packed. At a few minutes before eight pm, the sun set. The IllumiNations: Reflections of Earth show would take over the lake-and the entire Park-before long. There was a buzz in the air.
For Finn, the buzz felt more like fear. Seeing Wanda locked up had upset him. The idea that the Overtakers had tried to trick Wayne out into the open worried him. They were planning again. They were up to something. With Wayne in hiding and Wanda in jail, it fell onto him and the Keepers to figure out what was going on, and to stop whatever was planned. The only timetable was
Finn, Amanda, and Jess arrived at Norway’s Stave Church just behind Philby and Willa. The steeple on the dark brown wooden church rose forty feet in the air, while the interior space was quite small, a closeted, museumlike space.
The walls were dark wood, the ceiling, vaulted. The five displays depicted various scenes or famous people from Norway’s colorful history. There were descriptive plaques alongside each.
The three girls drew together in the far corner and immediately began talking the way girls do. Finn and Philby were left alone.
Philby reviewed everything he could recall about the video from Wayne; Finn detailed the visit with Wanda.
“A trick?” Philby asked.
“That’s what she thinks.”
“Makes sense.”
“Yes, it does,” Finn agreed.
“I wish she’d told you more about the data bursts.”
“I knew you were going to say that,” Finn said. “You are so predictable.”
“It’s what I do,” Philby said, unapologetically.
“What could it mean?”
Philby shrugged. “All sorts of things. But it’s kind of random that she’d hack a bank of Disney routers. That’s like hacking the streetlights at an intersection. No wonder she’s in trouble.” He mulled it over. “What’s interesting, I suppose, is why she’d bother in the first place. Those big routers…I suppose if you wanted to determine where the packets were headed…the firewall logs might be all you’d need.”
Finn lost him for a minute while Philby was doing the math in his head.
“Listen, there’s one other thing before she gets here,” Finn said.
“Charlene,” Philby said, naming the only girl not there yet.
“Yeah. I know this doesn’t make any sense, but she designed our ride. She gave us the card.”
“Do you know what you’re saying?”
“Yes. Of course I do. And look, was it her alone? No. But that’s even more disturbing. And today, she just materialized at school. Said she’d ridden over with the Evans soccer team. She’s been asking all these crazy questions.”
“This is Charlene we’re talking about!”
“I know!” Finn said. “That’s what got me! Since when does she ask a dozen questions in a row?”
“Since never.”
“But she did today. She was like Sherlock Holmes or something.”
“You can’t accuse her. Not without evidence. It isn’t fair. We just don’t do that.”
“I know,” Finn said. “I get that. But I wanted you to know. Only you.”
“So I should keep an eye on Charlene.”
“That’s all I’m saying, yeah.” Finn added reluctantly, “Not that I like it.”
“No. It’s ugly.”
“Speaking of ugly…” He told Philby about his seeing Cruella De Vil on the phone outside Disney Quest and how out of place it seemed.
“This is beginning to feel like a parallel universe,” Philby said.
“Right?” Finn said.
Philby reached out and touched Finn’s shoulder. “Just making sure we’re not holograms,” he said. Both boys laughed.
A father and son entered. The son was carrying a Kim Possible cell phone. The Kim Possible quest was an interactive mystery hunt where the participant joined a popular cartoon character’s pursuit of bad guys. The phones gave clues and could lead you all over the Park.
The boy searched the church and apparently found the answer in a display description that his father helped him to read. The boy squealed and pushed a button on the device. The phone gave him his next location. The two left without having paid any attention to the five kids.
Maybeck arrived out of breath. He looked around the small area, making sure they were alone. He said hello, and then, “Did any of you see the CTDs out there? There was a pair trying to follow me. I lost them, but they were zoned in on me.”
Appraising Maybeck, Finn said, “Not the best disguise I’ve seen.” Maybeck liked the fan attention-loved it, was more accurate-and rarely changed his appearance. He wanted to be recognized. He wanted to be mobbed.
“I’m kind of hard to miss,” he said.
“You reap what you sow,” Willa told him.
“Where’s Charlene?” Amanda asked, looking past him.
Philby and Finn exchanged a curious look.
Maybeck said, “She stopped to get us some food. I’m starving.”
“It’s eight o’clock,” Philby said.
“So what? I can’t be hungry at eight o’clock? I’m hungry all the time! I have a big appetite.”
“I wouldn’t mind something,” Jess said. “That dinner tonight…” she said to Amanda.
“Mrs. Nash’s tamale pie is basically microwaved dog food with boxed gravy and Doritos on top,” agreed Amanda.
“Gross!” Willa said.
“You should be in the same room with it,” said Amanda.
Maybeck said, “I don’t think we should hang here too long. Not only are there cameras all over this Park-right, Philby?-but I wouldn’t be surprised if those CTDs circle back and come looking for me. We’d actually be safer out there with the mob lining up for the fireworks.”
“I love the fireworks,” Amanda said.
Willa said, “So, why are we here, anyway? What’s going on? Do we even know why Wayne wanted us here?”
“Not yet, we don’t,” Finn answered. “What we know is that the OTs are active again.” He told them about the jail visit with Wanda.
Philby tried to explain what Wanda might have been doing hacking the servers. “Disney has an elaborate set of firewalls in place. Think of it as one of those European fort walls around all of Disney World’s data lines. One you can’t climb. One with gates too strong to bust through-”
On cue, the door banged open. Charlene entered, struggling to balance a stack of small plastic plates, all holding food. Everyone hurried over to help her. Shortly thereafter, lips were smacking loudly.
“So,” Finn said to Philby, “you were saying?”
