As of now, we have had exactly zero luck finding my partner,
Brody. Seeing as how he is, I don’t think this is going to get easier. We had a
visual on him yesterday heading for the North Pole, but one of the rookie
pilots gave us away by flying too low. My best bet, now, is to grab a map of
earth and throw darts, because there is no chance Brody will make it easy on us
and flee in any type of pattern. Looking for clues as to where he might go, I
sent some men into his private quarters and his old prison cell. The only thing
of use we were able to find was his dream journal. One of the last entries told
of his dream to go to Disney World. Maybe we should look there next.
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