The Investigators, Inc. The Bomb’s Secret. Chapter 4.

Here comes Candace now so the cats come running over and sit on the bench with me. Candace sits down, “I was able to get everything you wanted, but I am curious about these steel balls and their purpose.” “I’m surprised,” I said, “I thought you had checked us out thoroughly.” “Well,” she answered, “I thought we did, but there was nothing mentioned about you using steel balls for anything.” “That’s because I don’t use them,” I said, “the cats do, well, more precisely, M.C. uses them and Muffin uses steel muffins. But somehow we managed to forget M.C.’s steel balls on this trip, seems we always forget something.”

Meow,meow.=I make correction, you always forget, this first time for us. “Right, that’s true,” I admitted, “it’s usually me that forgets, this is their first time.” Candace looks at the cats, then at me. “Can you really talk to them and understand them?”, she asked. “Yep, sure can, and they can understand every word we say,” I told her, “and that can come in handy. For example they were running around behind that man sitting by the statue and they heard him talking to someone about me, so we know that we are being followed now.” M.C. goes onto Candace’s lap and I turn just a bit so that man can’t see my face directly. “Look down at M.C. and pet him every time you talk to me,” I said, “I want to see what that man will do.”

“That was fast,” said Candace, “I didn’t think they would find us already. By the way, they don’t know me at all, which is why I was chosen as your partner, and wife.” “That’s good,” I said, “but unfortunately they know me. I made sure my wedding ring was easily visible to that man so now they would perhaps think we are on our honeymoon. Perhaps we should go back to our room to talk.” “Good idea,” she said. Meow?=Why they walk with arms around each other? Meow,meow=They supposed to be married, must act like it. Meow.=Oh, that right. When we get back to our room Muffin goes to get the scrambler, but stops.

Meow,meow.=Someone touch this. I take a look, sure enough it had been opened, so I opened it too. Inside was a small listening device, and the scrambler had been disconnected. But I had picked up a parcel at the front desk that Baldwin had sent me and in there was a couple new scramblers that were much better than the old ones. So I plugged one of them in. “There, it’s safe now to talk,” I said, “someone has been in here and disconnected this scrambler, and probably the other two we have.” I emptied our backpacks so the cats could check them thoroughly for any other tampering. However, we have new backpacks to use now as well. Candace had picked up new guns for us, plus, she said, some gadgets of her own.

“Okay,” I said, “whenever I work with someone I need them to know that I’m in charge, though I may ask for advice along the way, especially this time. But I have my own way of doing things, and that’s the way I work.” “That’s no problem,” said Candace, “we already assumed it would be that way.” “Good,” I said smiling, “now, one more thing, I would like my partner, and wife, to be completely honest with me.” Candace looked a bit puzzled, “I have been honest.” “Not quite,” I said, “you told me your name was Honey Fioreli, but really it’s Antonella Fioreli.” She looked at me. “You have been checking up on me I see”, she said quietly, “yes, that is true, Honey is my middle name, Antonella is my first name. But I never liked my first name so I always used Honey.”

“That’s better,” I said, “I know it might be a small thing, but sometimes small things are preludes to bigger things, and I don’t like surprises.” “No surprises Steve,” she said smiling, “did you find anything else about me?” “Well, you have a brother who lives in southern Italy and a sister who lives in Australia,” I said, “and your parents were killed 6 months ago when their car exploded. Oddly, no suspects found in that case, but it sounded to me like the organization we are going up against.” “Yes, that is what we believe too, but we could never find any proof,” she said slowly, “however, that’s not why I’m here, that was actually a point against me getting involved in this case.” Right then there is a knock at the door…

To Be Continued.

Previous chapters, and other stories, can be found on my homepage under “The Investigators, Inc.”

Β©2021 Steve McLeod.

115 Comments on “The Investigators, Inc. The Bomb’s Secret. Chapter 4.

  1. Exciting chapter ! Good catch on the scramblers ! Still, I am uneasy about Candace…hmmm…she used the word β€œwe” a couple of times…πŸ•΅οΈβ€β™‚οΈπŸ€”πŸ˜ΌπŸ˜ΌπŸ‘©

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    • Yes, I’m not sure yet about Candace, but her record is clean, I had her checked out thoroughly by Rossana and Baldwin. Even their organization is legitimate. The ‘we’ she uses means the organization she works for.πŸ€”πŸ˜ΊπŸ˜ΊπŸ•΅οΈβ€β™‚οΈπŸ‘±β€β™€οΈ

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