Well, Lena came home yesterday, it really was so nice having her back again. I was truly worried about her, but she seems to be doing fine now, though she does have to be careful and no overdo things for a while. Muffin seems to be back to normal again, though she isn’t running around yet. We are all sitting in the kitchen having breakfast and talking over all that is going on and what we need to do. Lena didn’t want me going after these people, it would be too dangerous considering I’m not myself yet and I may not think things through properly. She felt Baldwin’s men should go in there after Pete. Of course we really don’t know if Pete will even be there, it’s more of a hunch that we have, not some positive evidence.
Muffin insists she needs to come along to help protect me, but I don’t want her coming because she’s not quite healed up yet. Anyway, we want to do this right and make sure we catch them, so we are planning carefully. We have to wait for some things to arrive so we won’t be leaving until tomorrow morning. That gives me more time to practice with this new gun too. I should get one of these for myself, a handy weapon for a PI. Some other things on the way include some small explosives that will definitely be added to my supply of PI equipment, and a different kind of fire bomb than the one I had used before. Plus some new communication equipment that will be very handy. Muffin and Mr. Cat will have new bullet proof jackets to wear, and I will have a new vest, not sure why I never used one of these before.
Plus a few other new tools and listening devices of our own, and tracking devices too. If the bad guys can use them, then so can we. “I have to admit, I’m nervous about this,” I said to Baldwin when it was just him, the cats and myself, “was I ever nervous before?” Meow,meow.=Yep, we all nervous sometimes, but we still do good job. We don’t give up because of little nervous nessies. “That’s nervousness, Muffin,” I said with a smile. Meow,meow.=That what I just say, nervous nessies. “You are absolutely right Muffin,” said Baldwin with a huge smile, “you two cats are fantastic! I need to find a couple of cats like you.” Meow.=That hard to do, most cats only speak meow, take long time to find one that can speak with human speak.
“Well Mr. Cat,” he said, “I think it would be worth the search!” Lena and Calanthe came in right then with some tea and freshly baked cake for us. “Hmm, they certainly don’t like to drink coffee much in this country,” I said. Everyone laughed. “That certainly sounds like Steve,” said Lena, “but I’ll get you to enjoy afternoon tea if it takes our whole lifetime to do it!” I kind of like the thought of that, a whole lifetime together. I know I just lost Linnea, a woman I obviously loved, yet I don’t remember her at all. But Lena, there is just something about her, like I have known her for a long time already. And apparently we have known each other for quite a while too.
If I could just remember things. But no matter how hard I try, nothing comes back to me anymore. Maybe I should just forget about trying to remember the past and just start over with a new life. But I will continue with being a PI, seems like something I would really enjoy anyway. And the cats are already trained for it. Even Lena has said she changed her mind and would like to be a PI too. We would make a great team. Providing we don’t get killed. Everyone feels we should take a much needed vacation after this. I certainly agree with that too.
The day has arrived and we have flown in to Germany. Now we are on a helicopter flying just over the tree tops. We will be dropped off a couple of kilometers away from the house and walk that remainder so that hopefully we won’t be detected before we get there. Here we are, going down the ladder. On the ground now and the helicopter has disappeared from view. We get our stuff together, the cats and I. Muffin is here too, but I told her she needs to be extra careful. We can just see the old house through the trees. We have to be watchful in case there are guards or cameras watching the area. The cats are on my shoulders where they can see better. My heart is pounding…with excitement…with nervousness…and I’m still nowhere…
To Be Continued.
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