The two Humvees speed along the jungle paths…
…in hot pursuit of Lord Bockenswipe, his hamsters, and his box of stolen ideas.
“You got those cars out awfully fast!” you shout over the engine noise. “How did you know?”
“Because all these ‘copywriting gurus’ do this to me ALL the time!” I shout back.
“What do you mean?”
“I write an email where you wake up in a room … someone swipes it. I write my homepage in a certain way … some guru copies it. I hit upon the idea of launching a course purely on market research … someone else launches their own. I create a Parallel Welcome Sequence with time-travel … and not only do people rip it off … but Lord Bockenswipe here, who learned it from me, actually has the nerve to go around claiming HE invented it and calling it his “Accelerated Email Sequence”. It’s just constant!”
I pull out my radio and call to Tom. “One shot, one kill, Jester!”
“Copy that,” comes the reply.
You see Tom get on the roof of his Humvee … and look down the scope of his rifle.
But at the speeds we’re travelling … he can’t get a clear shot.
Seemingly out of nowhere…
A small throwing-knife flies through the air … and lodges itself in one of Lord Bockenswipe’s tyres!
The tyre bursts and the vehicle fishtails widely.
You look in the direction where it came … and there in the distance, on the top floor of Upwork Tower … you catch a glimpse of who threw the knife.
Lord Bockenswipe’s vehicle skids wildly out of control ahead of us.
“Jester! NOW!” I scream.
But without waiting to be told…
Tom fires his rifle…
…and hits the gas tank of Lord Bockenswipe’s vehicle.
It ignites instantly.
The entire vehicle explodes…
…sending Lord Bockenswipe and his hamsters tumbling through the air…
…and landing, dazed on a rocky outcrop above an enormous waterfall.
Leaping out of our car and over the wreckage, I land in the clearing in front of them.
“So, Bocky,” I say grimly. “It’s come to this.”
I draw a large sword … and point it towards Lord Bockenswipe.
He stands up and dusts himself off.
Then he grins wickedly…
Holds out his arms…
And then the most curious thing happens…
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