Kidnap the Idol

The door flung open harshly. A very haggard brunet entered followed closely by an exhausted-looking maroon head.

“Sorry, we’re late! It really wasn’t easy. Work had been piling non-stop with the new construction proposal on the way.”

Khronos wasn’t looking any better than them and Nash was in deep thoughts. I nodded at the newcomers and waited for everyone to settle before launching into details of my discovery.

“It wasn’t for efficiency but for longevity? What the blizzards? That’s not evil anymore, it’s plain selfishness!”

Ignacio had to placate his near hyperventilating friend but nobody could disagree with Rush. Nash, in particular, cracked his knuckles to show how much he agreed.