The Mummies of Blogspace9: Chapter Thirty-Two

July 20, 2011
Seville, Spain
Cuellar    http://www.perdido.blogspace9.ex

Atone, Gumecindo?  Do you think God cares about you?  Are we not damned?  God has no love for the damned.  He has precious little love as it is.  All my life I’ve called out to him, begging to be saved, and not a whisper in any of the world’s winds have I heard in response.  And I am a priest.

That being said, I confess I take some pleasure in learning that young Bruce has found enduring love with one of our kind – Sebastiano’s old consort at that.  The precious young priest wasn’t perfect after all, was he?  Always so pious.  He’d leave my home riding that stupid mule and I’d feel such shame about my behavior; my fornications, my murders, my cannibalism, my apostasy.  And all along, he was breaking his own vow of celibacy.  Well, none of us are perfect, are we?

But I’d dearly love to meet this girl.  Many a poet has opined that a woman gets lovelier with each passing year.  But so few poets pen sonnets to the lines of beauty that the centuries etch into her face.

 

July 20, 2011
Cupertino, CA
Administrator http://www.admin.blogspace9.ex

Although we are committed to providing an exemplary level of service, and a platform of communication beyond compare, we here at Blogspace9 pride ourselves on our commitment to user privacy.  That being said, our economic analysts from time to time uncover information items that may be useful to our clients.

While based in the United States, we have users in 180 countries, so we pay close attention to international market fluctuations.  And we were as surprised as everyone else with the recent free-fall of the Bolsa de Madrid, the Spanish stock exchange.  Where we differ with other analysts is that we think this is your fault.

This Peru/Spain archaeology/history project has admittedly become more complex than we anticipated, and while we understand you are not directly responsible for some of the issues, deaths, and international manhunts that have resulted, we nonetheless find ourselves in a difficult legal position.

To be blunt, we cannot continue to be involved with a project that threatens to bring the Spanish economy to its knees.  Last night, after meticulous inspection, it became clear to our chief economist that much of the economic turbulence could be traced to a single Spanish company, the privately-held, but immensely-powerful Grupo Yapos Iberia (GYI).

Within the last week, this company has withdrawn its support from two major international business mergers, leaving Santander Aeronautics without the financing to commit to a major defense contract, and causing FerroSpain to lose its bid on a railroad building contract in Mongolia.

In short, though no company spokesperson will respond to inquiry, Grupo Yapos Iberia seems to have not only the ability, but also the inclination to pummel the Spanish economy.

Only by way of highly-confidential and anonymous information provided by one of our partners were we able to get as sense as to why.  Apparently GYI sent only a single line of text to the CEOs and administrators of the multinational firms with which it does business: “When the book is delivered to us, we can all go back to making money.”

Nobody seems to know what this means.  However, we feel that we are in a position to hazard a guess.  GYI is wholly owned by reclusive Mallorca-based banking magnate Alonzo Victor Quiroga y Vela, but is administered by an unnamed proxy in Seville.

In sum, it is apparent to us that until this company gets its hands on Bruce Hanson and the Malleus Momias book that is presumably in his possession, the Spanish economy will continue to suffer.  As a small internet startup company, we feel that we cannot be party to the possible dissolution of a sovereign economy, so we believe the time has come to part ways.  You have seven days to conclude your business, after which time we will be withdrawing our support and our services, and our equipment.

 

July 20, 2011
Seville, Spain
Hanson http://www.historyismine.blogspace9.ex

Laney – I haven’t heard a peep from you in days.  We have a lot to talk about.

Administrator – noted.  Seven days will be ample time to conclude our business.  And yes, I am in possession of the book.  And yes, I’ll soon be delivering it to the unnamed Grupo Yapos proxy here in Seville, though he won’t be happy with how I go about it.

Leon – the conquistador armor that the muki is tossing out at you –  I’m going to go out on a limb and bet that you’ll find a marking on the breastplate.  Check the picture in that conquistador tome in the library, but I think you’ll find the mark of the Gitanos, the gypsies who served as weapons-bearers for the Spanish soldiers.

And Leon, going out on another limb here, I think you found something in your recent excavations, something you haven’t mentioned, and I need you to bring it to me.  There’s a plane ticket waiting for you at the Lima airport; Iberia, first class to Seville, via Madrid, courtesy of my friend Sacromonte.  Also, bring the armor.