Feeling less adventurous today
Maeglin, of course, is freer to chase after mysteries on a whim. Out in this world, there is still the matter of the website to deal with, and at some point in the near future (speaking of Maeglin) I have to get started on the rewrite for the fifth Maysong book, which still refuses to supply me with a title. Also there is the decision on when and how to make the trip back to Texas. Probably not for another week yet at least.

Some progress has been made on the mystery, however: A website has been located, though it apparently hasn't been updated for some time. Isabel says the woman greeting people on the front page is indeed the investor who fled last week (perhaps more than metaphorically, given what Isabel says). We're taking Isabel and Mark to dinner Friday night, notionally to thank her for her help; I think she knows it's at least partly to pump Mark for information, but she doesn't seem to mind so much. Whether Mark will remains to be seen...