Previously on Run, Digger, Run!: Jeff Twain has revealed that there is a bomb strapped to his chest, one that will go off and kill him if Digger uses his Driller Beam Generators! And now…
Before Digger could figure out what to do with Twainâ€™s revelation, he saw Flexo crossing toward them once again. Great.
â€œThought you were after a guy in a suit,â€ Flexo said, tensed as if he were barely restraining himself from taking a swing at Digger again.
â€œI was,â€ Digger said and turned to Twain. â€œShow him.â€
â€œTake your hand off, first,â€ Twain said.
â€œNo way Iâ€™m letting you go again now that Iâ€™ve finally caught you,â€ Digger said. â€œNot until youâ€™ve confessed everything to the police.â€
â€œYou really donâ€™t want to be holding onto me when I change,â€ Twain said. â€œTrust me.â€
Digger didnâ€™t, but there was something in Twainâ€™s voice that led Digger to believe him–a flat confidence that was miles away from someone trying to be convincing. He turned off his clinging power and drew back his hand, ready to spring forward if Twain tried to run again.
Twain shimmered and blurred, and suddenly, he was in the suit once more. His face, when it came into focus again, was flushed and damp, and he was suddenly panting like a racehorse. And he wasnâ€™t faking; Digger could smell the sweat soaking through dark patches in the suit.
â€œWhat the…?â€ Flexo said.
â€œThatâ€™s his power,â€ Digger said. â€œWhat there is of it. He changes clothes, or bodies, or something. â€˜Two bodies, one mind,â€™ isnâ€™t that what you told me before?â€
Twain, bent over with his hands on his knees, just nodded.
â€œWho is this guy?â€ Flexo asked.
â€œSmall-time crook named Twain,â€ Digger said. â€œHeâ€™s given me some problems before. Heâ€™s the guy who set me up to take the fall from that bank robbery. And now, Iâ€™m going to turn him in and track down the guy who did this to me.â€
â€œIâ€™ll call the cops,â€ Flexo said as he pulled out his phone, â€œalthough theyâ€™re probably already on the way.â€
As he turned away to dial, Digger smiled at Twain. â€œâ€Always thought you were smarter than me, huh? Always one step ahead of dumb olâ€™ Digger. But Iâ€™ve got you now, havenâ€™t I? Iâ€™m the man, now.â€
â€œI donâ€™t… understand,â€ Twain said, starting to get his breathing under control. â€œHow did you… find me?â€
â€œYour boss double-crossed you,â€ Digger said. He smiled. â€œLooks like you should be more careful in choosing who you work for.â€
â€œSo you think… catching me is some sort of proof that youâ€™re smarter than me?â€ Twain asked and shook his head. â€œYouâ€™ve just traded puppeteers is all.â€
â€œDonâ€™t try to confuse the issue,â€ Digger said. â€œYouâ€™ve lost, and Iâ€™ve won.â€
â€œYou havenâ€™t won anything,â€ Twain said. â€œThe guy who did this to you is still out there, and by catching me, youâ€™ve done exactly what he wants, dumbass.â€
â€œHey, no need for language,â€ Flexo said, putting away his phone. â€œCops are almost here.â€
â€œLook, you donâ€™t have to do this,â€ Twain said desperately. â€œI can help you.â€
â€œThe guy who set this up? I can help you get back at him.â€
Who is Jeff Twain, and what does he have to do with Digger? Why has Digger been accused of robbing a bank, and more importantly, why does he freely admit to it? Be here next week for the answers (and, of course, lots more questions) in the next exciting chapter of Run, Digger, Run! And in the meantime, come back tomorrow for Out of the Vault, and Sunday for Super Movies as our month-long Halloween extravaganza continues!
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