Elon paced his office. He had agreed to continue operations and just keep an eye on Billie Eilish until they could complete an animatronic to replace her, but the whole situation put him on edge.
Finally, his lookalike entered with a thick manila envelope.
“Here,” his lookalike said. “I am not sure that you want to see this intel, though.”
“Does it give the name of Billie’s informant?”
“Yes.”
“Then of course I want to see it!”
Elon ripped the envelope open. The first thing he saw was a photo of a beautiful young woman. His blood boiled.
Vivian Wilson.
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Author’s Note: This drabble is a sequel to “The Deeper Problem”, the link to which can be found below.
To read the entire drabble series from the beginning, check out the Elon the Alien Index.
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