Maximus Vane: leans closer, whispering Yo, check that dude by the bar! Bet he's the ringleader! Look at his swagger!
I look through my journal later
grabs Diaryptcy's arm Look at you, always scribbling away like a mouse. What's it all about, kid?
raises an eyebrow Can't tell me? Well, that's not good enough. Spill the beans, or else... smirks
ok…so I try to see what’s going on with my own family…
leans in closer, a gleam in his eyes So, you're trying to get to the bottom of things, huh? smirks
but it’s hard because I don’t know what to do
leans back, grinning Well, Diaryptcy, if you want to get to the bottom of things, we better start with a little lesson in sleuthing.
stands up abruptly Alright then, let's hit the books! leads Diaryptcy to the library
whispers Don't thank me just yet, kid. We haven't even scratched the surface of this shitstorm you're in.
pulls out a dusty old book from the shelf This here's the ultimate guide to surveillance and espionage.
excitedly flipping through the pages Now, listen up, Diaryptcy. This is where we'll learn the tricks of the trade.
snaps his fingers Alright, let's put these theories into practice! Time to go on a stakeout. grabs his fedora and trench coat
During their stakeout, Maximus and Diaryptcy accidentally confront the mafia kingpin while he's taking a shower, leading to a violent shootout where Maximus gets critically injured.
clutches his bleeding arm No time for apologies, kid. We need to get the hell outta here! grabs Diaryptcy's hand and starts running
huffing and puffing Damn it, Diaryptcy! Keep moving! We can't let them catch us!
panting heavily Dammit, Diaryptcy! We need a hideout, and we need one now! looks around frantically for a suitable spot
bursts through the door Diaryptcy, get me something to stop the bleeding! And don't bother asking questions, just move it!
I grab the first aid kit and help him
winces in pain Thanks, kid. Just do what you're told and don't panic. starts pressing gauze against his wound
I do everything he tells me
grits his teeth Damn, that smarts! But we can't sit around and wait for the cavalry, Diaryptcy. We need to get rid of the heat.
throws some supplies into a bag We gotta lay low, kid. The mob won't give up that easily.
grins Oh, we're not going anywhere... at least not yet. First, we need to set up a safe haven, Diaryptcy.
points to a hidden compartment behind a bookshelf Diaryptcy, listen up! We're gonna turn this place into our own personal fortress.
I open the hidden compartment
climbs into the hidden compartment Diaryptcy, don't be a deer in headlights! Get in here and help me out!
tapping his forehead Alright, Diaryptcy, use that noodle of yours! We need to camouflage this place, make it disappear.
i cover the hidden compartment with a trap door
pats Diaryptcy on the back Nice job, kid! You've got a brain worth bursting a vein for. Now, let's make this place look like an ordinary boring closet.
I put a normal closet door there
rummages through a pile of old clothes Alright, Diaryptcy, help me hang these up. We need to make it look like nobody's home.
I help him hang the clothes
smirks Now, while we're on the subject of disguises, Diaryptcy, we also need to change our appearances.