How About A Duel?

Ansel paused what he was doing at the moment and turned to stare at Preston.

"I did not," He stated with a straight expression.

"Oh, don't lie to me. You've been exposed," Elvis began slowly prancing from side to side.

"You see, I have a little birdie amongst them, and it told me that they're currently headed for some boat cellar..." Elvis Preston smirked.

Mr Ansel's expression remained perpetual while Elvis kept speaking.

'How is anyone able to send a message from there to here? It should be impossible... even I had difficulties getting that message across to Dennis...' His mind was in a state of turmoil, but he steeled his face to hide expressions that sought to reveal themselves.

"How clever of the military to come up with some type of fail-safe... I should have expected this much from that cunning General," Elvis Preston suddenly paused and stood directly before Elvis.