Our Strange Prisoner

Well, Aleck's in as bad shape as ever. After being put back together again, he's completely worn out. Let alone, his run-in with the dashboard of the plane bruised him pretty bad. Remember that guy whose arms I ripped off? Well, I forgot to dump him before we took off, so we're stuck with him. He said his name was Luther Ulbretch Bob, most likely an alias. However, I have a feeling he is telling the truth about everything else, just like when I knew the criminal mastermind wasn't going to pull the trigger. He said he worked for a higher authority (no doubt he was referring to that "President" guy Ben was talking about). Most of what he was saying had to do with refusing to listen "to your propaganda" and continuously stating that his cause was "right and just". But what really irked me was when he said that the people we were chasing were not part of HUNGRY.

"But wasn't Bob working for them?" I asked in surprise.

"No, they were working for him. The man promised that, if they found it before you did, none of the cookie would go into the hands of you greedy Americans."

"Then who are they?"
"Nobody knows for sure. They just want the cookie. Some say they don't even plan on eating it."

"That's absurd!"

"That's healthy."

"But why would they even want it?"
"That is no concern of ours. So long as they keep it away from you, we will continue helping to advance their efforts and sabotague yours every chance we get!"

And so it went on, in which every other sentence he spoke was some snide remark about America's unhealthy habits. I can't wait until we're half way across the Atlantic Ocean so I can dump him out of the plane and get rid of him (kidding)