Truth & Lie

Chapter 20

Boyd searched the building for one person he knew could help. Boyd wouldn't be able to get the whole family back by himself.

He stepped into a room that had been Glomgold's former office when they were working together with Dimes for Ducklings.

The walls were painted green and there was a large whiteboard on the back wall. The Glomgold signs had been taken down, but there were still light spots where they used to be. There was a long desk with a cushioned black office chair. And in that chair was an owl with brown curly hair. She wore a gray business suit and was staring down at her phone. She looked up when Boyd stepped in.

"Manny. Boyd. Lil' Bulb. What can I do for you?" Owlison asked in a polite manner. She was currently trying to become a billionaire like Scrooge, Glomgold, and Mark Beaks. Scrooge had let her use one of his offices to work in for a small fee. And she had agreed.
Boyd opened his mouth to speak, but no noise came out. Owlison raised an eyebrow. Boyd sighed and grabbed a white board marker. He wrote his words on the board. It looked neat and straight.

"The Ducks are alive," she read. She got out of her chair and stood next to him. "Really? That's great news! And all before we had a funeral. Which is great because we all remember what Glomgold did at Scrooge's fake one," she said.
Boyd looked at her puzzled, since he hadn't been there. She waved her hand. "Nevermind, it's a long story. Anyways, if they're alive, where are they?" she asked.

Boyd wrote more with the black marker.

"An island? So what do you want me to do? Which island?" she said. Boyd drew a helicopter. It was in neat detail since he was a robot.

Owlison's eyes widened. "Well, I haven't flown one in a long time, but I guess I can give it a shot," she said, smiling unsure of herself.
A warm expression crossed Boyd's face and they went up to the roof.

...

Stepping up to Funzo's, Gyro frowned. "Ugh, why did his beacon have to go off in such a terrible establishment?" he said to himself. He glanced down at his phone, double checking his coordinates.

"Well, if this is it," he sighed. He was about to walk in, but a sign on the door stopped him. It was printed on cheap paper and after the words it had a picture of the walrus himself. No place is finer, but all adults must be accompanied by a minor. Gyro rolled his eyes at the corny rhyme.

"Pst!" Gyro spun around at the voice. He looked around cautiously. He slipped his phone into his pocket, in case it was some sort of robbery. But it didn't seem anyone was there. He tensed, surveying the dock.

"Over here!" the voice called again. Gyro followed the direction of the voice and came to one of the dock carnies. He stood there, waiting. Suddenly, someone grabbed him, their hand clasped over his mouth. The chicken let out a scream, but it was muffled. The person held his hands behind his back to keep him from squirming.

"Chill out unless you want to get caught!" the person whisper shouted. They took their hand from his beak. Gyro stopped and looked to see who was there.

"Gandra," he said glaring at her. Gandra let go of him and he stumbled forward a bit. He dusted off his clothes and narrowed his eyes at her.

"Pleasure to see you again," she said, crossing her arms.

"Bup bup bah! The last time I saw you, you electrocuted me in the closet!" he said, shaking his hands.

"Can't you take a joke?" she smirked.

He stepped forward. "Straight to business, why are you here?" he asked.

"I pressed the beacon button on Fenton's suit. He's in trouble," she said.