20/20 Investigations, Inc…Stone House, Chapter 15.

I am suddenly awakened by Muffin slapping my face.  Meow, meow.=No time for sleep, wake up, people here.  That certainly woke me up in a hurry and I grabbed my gun.  I could hear movement around outside so I quickly put Muffin’s backpack on her and got her slingshot ready.  Then I grabbed my backpack and went to wake up Jenny, which wasn’t easy.  Quickly, I said to her, and quietly, we have been found and we have to hide.  Hide in this small house?  Yes, follow me and we all went into the kitchen.  I had discovered this earlier when I was searching the house.  Just then someone shone a flashlight in through the kitchen window, the only one in the house that didn’t have a curtain on it.  Fortunately we were off to the side enough so they wouldn’t have been able to see us.  When the light disappeared I pulled the table up revealing a trap door that led to the cellar.

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More spring greenery, except this one stays green year round.

Muffin went first, then Jenny and myself last and I closed the trap door.  There was a couple of large hooks to hold the trap door in place.  There, I said, hopefully they won’t try to move the table which is permanently attached to the trap door.  So we should be safe.  How did they find us?, Jenny asked and she seemed genuinely surprised by this.  There was a transmitter in your shoe, I said.  But how?  No one has ever been alone with my clothes.  Same way they got the one in your belt, I replied.  But I just don’t understand how it could happen.  Then she paused for a moment, unless it was the woman at the hotel, she helped me pack and bring my stuff down to the car.  And she seemed so nice too, said Jenny.

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A type of moss, which also remains green year round.

Well, right now we can’t trust anyone, I said.  Jenny looked at me, you trust me though, don’t you?  I’m a PI, I can’t afford to trust anyone, not even a good friend.  But, yeah, I do trust you.  Meow, meow.=Me too, I trust Jenny, I can tell she good.  Muffin seems to agree with you, Jenny said.  Meow, meow=She understand me, we take her back home with us.  Hey, not so fast Muffin, first things first, we need to get out of this alive.  Now we could hear our visitors were inside.  They have to be in here somewhere, I heard one of them say.  Then a thought occurred to me and I checked my gun, which was actually the gun the pilot had given me.  Sure enough, in the handle was another transmitter.  This one was quite small, but good enough obviously, so they would know we were still here.

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My new friend “Scramble” munching on a balsam cone.

There was a number of rocks in this cellar so I crushed that transmitter.  Hey, the signal stopped, one of them yelled.  He must have found the last transmitter, but we know they are here, there must be a cellar in this place.  We’re trapped, said Jenny quietly.  Meow, meow.=Come, I find something.  We follow Muffin to a spot behind the stairs.  Hmm, a short door.  It opened to a tunnel of some kind so in we went, with Muffin in the lead.  I closed the door and as soon as it clicked shut…there was a large rumbling and the ceiling of the tunnel collapsed!

To be continued.

Steve and Muffin. (For previous chapters and stories, please go to my home page and look under 20/20 Investigations, Inc.)

©2020 Steve McLeod.

40 Comments on “20/20 Investigations, Inc…Stone House, Chapter 15.

  1. I keep telling you that tunnels are dangerous, but you still don’t listen to me!😵😂
    Have a nice day, Steve! I hope you can walk to your path🏞️

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  2. Time to check everything in your possession ! A transmitter could be anywhere ! I still do not trust Jennie…she could be a “ double”…🕵️‍♂️🕵️‍♂️☕️☕️😼🙀

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    • That’s true, never thought of that. Hmm. But can’t fool Muffin though. I think. Hmm.😁😸👱‍♀️🕵️‍♂️🕵️‍♀️🕵️‍♀️🏡

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  3. Oops that was a fast and furious writing Steve! So hot! Loved it… You are doing super awesome, so Jenny is definitely not a trouble, so far it seems so, so you finally killed the last transmitter so what’s their in store for us in next chapter 😍 Can’t wait to read Steve!!! Have a beautiful Sunday ✨🤗💐

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    • Well, we have to get out of our collapsed tunnel, but is there a way out?😬 Are we trapped?🤔 Is this our grave?😲☠ Did we get buried completely?😳 Will I ever get my coffee?😳😳☕☕ All this and more coming up in tomorrow’s chapter!😁😸👱‍♀️🕵️‍♂️🕵️‍♀️🕵️‍♀️
      Hope you are having a great day Simon!😃😺🌞☕☕

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      • I think you are posting this story fast 🤔😉 Any reason behind it 😉 I’m sure you’ll find a way to escape from tunnel so I didn’t ask that, but can’t thinka climax on next chapter, excited and looking forward to next chapter 😍🤗

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      • No reason, just decided to add an extra chapter in there. Happens sometimes. Yes, but the most important question, what about my coffee?😳😳☕☕

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      • Your coffee is hot and ready😁 But problem is delivering your hot coffee order.🙄 by the time it reaches you it won’t be drinkable 😜😂 Enjoy the beautiful Sunday 😂👍

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      • I would definitely do, you just have to take care of flight fares and I think you need to wait more than a day for me to reach there, 😳🙄 Not a good Idea 😅 How about I order black coffee for 3 of you and one black Tea for me😂

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      • Oh! Got that!! A change in the order will be done shortly 😸😂 are you sure that whipped cream on top of HER 😹.. Keep your foot safe from her ☺️

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    • Yep, that’s true, never get mixed up with a client during a case.😬 The client just might be the guilty person!😳 But how could that work?🤔 She seems sincere enough.😀🙄
      Thanks for reading Ribana!😁😸🕵️‍♂️🕵️‍♀️

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