Caren had a couple days off so I told her we would come back in the morning to really start on this case. “Oh no!”, she exclaimed, “you can’t leave me here alone and I can’t afford to keep staying at the hotel. There are lots of bedrooms, just take your pick, but please stay here with me.” Meow,meow=It good idea for us to stay, bad person might come at night. Meow.=Me agree, easy time for bad people to come and not be seen on lonely road. “Okay,” I said, “we talked it over and we will stay here, we brought everything we need for the night anyway.” “How come I didn’t understand what they said that time?”, Caren asked. “Do you speak Italian?”, I asked, “that’s what they were meowing that time.”
“Um, no, I don’t,” she said, “they can speak Italian too?” “Actually they both speak English, French, Italian and German. Muffin also speaks Spanish and is working on Swedish and Ukrainian. Mr. Cat is starting those languages too, he’s a little behind Muffin,” I explained. Caren stared at the cats. They smiled back. Then Caren stared at me, “do you know Swedish too?”, she asked. “No, not me, just French and Italian right now, and I’m not that good at either of them.” Then she turned to Muffin and spoke in Swedish, “does your human have a girlfriend?” Meow,meow.=No, not really, I still trying to get him married, but he kinda slow. Caren laughed.
“Okay, what was all that?”, I asked. “Just girl talk, right Muffin?”, she answered. Meow,meow!=Yep, that right! Alone in our bedroom, which was right across the hall from Caren’s, I asked the cats what they thought. Meow,meow.=Caren nice, she not bad person, but she real scared, we need to help her get this solved. Meow.=Yep, I agree, Caren can be trusted, she genuine scared, not made up. She also very nice, you paying attention? “Yes, I noticed that Mr. Cat,” I said, “but we’re on a case, that means everyone is a suspect, even the person we work for, so we can’t get involved with anyone, remember?” Meow.=Yep, I remember, maybe we need to change that rule, how you ever get married otherwise? Meow,meow.=Yep, I agree. Wow, 2 big sighs from those cats!
We agree to take turns watching through the night, the cats take the first turn and they prowled through the house together. I had told Caren not to lock her door, since these are sliding doors it makes it harder to kick them open. About 1am Caren started screaming! I grabbed my gun and went to her room, the cats were already at the door. I slid it open and the cats rushed in. I tried the light switch but it didn’t work, that’s odd, it was working earlier. Caren came rushing over and almost knocked me down as she hugged me. “Stay at the door,” I said, and I went in and turned on her lamp by the bed. There was nothing around. “Someone touched me,” she said crying, “and then that same laugh started. And he said he’s still watching me.”
“Hmm, we found the camera in here already, but I suppose there might be another one,” I said looking around. I looked up, the light fixture, maybe it’s hiding a camera. Meow,meow.=Me find touching. I look under the bedside table. A little device to blow a stiff stream of air. “That’s probably what you felt,” I said, “it’s also a recording device, so that’s where the laugh came from.” I climb up and look at the light fixture, sure enough there is a camera and the way it’s hooked up it would shut off electricity to the light when the camera is working. An odd setup, but efficient. We went to the kitchen for some tea and the cats continued looking around.
Caren and I talked about any men she may have had contact with in town. There is a man in the one grocery store that she has noticed will always look her way when she comes into the store, but he has never said anything to her. “Him and the two guys at the hotel, they’re our main suspects. But trying to prove anything won’t be easy,” I said, “the pictures from the cameras have likely gone directly to them.” “That is just too creepy,” she said, “but I’m not giving up my house to anyone! I want this person arrested!” “Do you want the cats and I to stay on the case?”, I asked, “or get the police involved?” “I already tried the police, but they said there was nothing they could really do without some kind of evidence,” she said. “The cameras are evidence, but trying to prove who set them up won’t be easy,” I said.
“The one officer, a woman, actually hinted I might be doing this myself, just to get attention!,” said Caren. “Well, the police, and PI’s too, need to consider every possibility,” I said, “but I don’t believe you’re doing this to yourself.” “Thank you”, she said smiling. Right then we heard screeching! “That’s Muffin!,” I yelled…
To Be Continued.
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