The Investigators, Inc. The Case of Jazzy’s House. Chapter 11. Pressure.

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Something totally unexpected happened this time and even though Jennifer had warned me of danger, I still didn’t think something like this could happen. A plan like this had to be done well in advance and Koffman just didn’t seem like he could think like this, however, it might have been Schultz that came up with the idea and Koffman carried it out. Whatever, or whoever, thought of it, the plan was well executed and could have killed our whole team on this case, which would have been devastating.

Jazzy and all the girls just stood outside looking at the pile of rubble that was once a huge stone house. Koffman’s men had their van parked on the next street and ran over there after contacting Koffman. Kristina stood there looking, hoping to see some movement, or see Sky come out with me, but there was…nothing. She then communicated with Kat and Jennifer at the same time so that Kat could help Jennifer. In retrospect she wished that she had only contacted Kat and let her tell Jennifer.

Jennifer was in the library with 10 of the girls when she got the message. “NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” she screamed. It was so loud that it was heard throughout the chateau and even in the pool area. When the girls at the pool heard it they grabbed guns thinking the chateau was being attacked and headed back into the chateau but stopped when arriving at the library. Jennifer was on her knees with her head on the floor, her long blond hair scattered about her head, and she was sobbing uncontrollably.

“What happened?” Misty whispered to Cristy. “No idea,” she whispered back, “but it must concern Steve.” “Then it must be super bad news,” whispered Misty again. Then she went over and helped Kat get Jennifer back on the couch again. Then Kat called Dawn. “Yes Kat, we are ready,” said Dawn. “I want Koffman, alive,” said Kat firmly, “do whatever you need to do, start to put some real pressure on him. You know the ‘customers’ that are with him, do whatever you want with them. Take any women that want to leave, take his money and whatever else he has on hand including gems, jewelry, drugs. In other words, you don’t need to be nice about this.”

Dawn knew that meant something went wrong with us at Jazzy’s so she asked about me. Kat told her it was most likely I was dead after a huge explosion destroying Jazzy’s house. Dawn broke down crying at the news but she told Kat they would do their part. Dawn had the remainder of her team, plus the Wildcats, with her. Also Rock, Bear, Oskar, Thomas, Cartier, John and Yves which were most of the big members of the Black Wolves, although right now they are wearing the name of Dawn’s team.

She finally has a name for her team, the Night Owls, silent, swift and deadly. They are all in position and ready to move in on Koffman and that’s exactly what they did. Dawn went in first, followed by Rock who kept everyone away from her, then the other men and lastly the girls came in. It was nice that Koffman was sitting at his usual table, that made him easy to find. The door guards tried to stop Dawn but she kept walking and Rock punched each of the guards once and they were knocked out.

The rest of the guys had their automatic weapons out and ready which kept Koffman’s men from doing anything. Koffman had some “customers” at the table with him but that didn’t stop Dawn from breaking up the party. They quickly disarmed the customers, then Dawn spoke firmly to Koffman. “If you want to live, as well as your friends,” she began, “then bring out all of the women who are here right now.” “Hey, I already kept my end of the deal with Steve,” he said defiantly, “he wanted 3 and I gave him the ones he wanted.” That’s when Rock put his big arm around the neck of one of the ‘customers’.

“Now, no more arguing, just do what I said,” she told him, “it certainly wouldn’t look good for you to have one of your ‘customers’ killed right in front of you.” “Kurt,” said Koffman, “bring out all the women.” He did so right away. “Oh, by the way Koffman,” said Dawn, “if any of your men called the police, you’re a dead man, and I do mean that.” “That would be murder young lady,” he said. “I’m willing to take that chance after what you did,” she said, “are you willing to take that chance?”

“No, I’m not,” he said, “but you can’t pin anything on me.” “You have great faith in your men Koffman,” she said, “but the ones you sent to kill Steve decided it was in their best interest to talk.” Kurt returned with 8 women. “Hey,” said one of Koffman’s ‘customers’, “I was going to buy 5 of those gals to take back home with me, so you only get 3.” Dawn just hit the man on the forehead with the back of her fist almost knocking him backwards off his chair, but Rock was in the way so it didn’t happen.

“You get none this time Mr. Rizzo,” said Dawn, “maybe you’ll do better next time.” Then she got a text saying that a certain shipment heading for Koffman’s had been intercepted by the Black Wolves. “Too bad Koffman,” said Dawn, “but it seems your next shipment of girls, drugs and guns has been intercepted. Guess you’ll have to wait a little longer Mr. Rizzo. By the way, where are your waitresses, I said all the women.” Koffman just looked at her.

Dawn nodded to Rock who went to the other side of the table and hit a man on the back of the head with his elbow causing him to bend over groaning and holding his head. “Well Mr. Moretti,” said Dawn, “you’ll have to wait for your drug shipment too. If I were you it would be wise to get a new supplier, Mr. Koffman here won’t likely be able to fulfill your orders for a long time.” Kurt then brought out the waitresses from the other room.

Then Dawn picked 3 of the guys and several of the girls to go into the next room and take up a collection for our orphan fund. They did the same in the main restaurant. Catalina and some others went downstairs to see what was in the safe. They came up after about 20 minutes with a lot of cash and some jewelry. “I have a feeling you will be visiting me more frequently from now on,” said Koffman. “Yes, we will be around from now on,” she said, “killing Steve didn’t solve your problems, it just made things a lot worse for you.

I always figured you for a much smarter man, but guess I was wrong.” “Who is in charge now?” he asked. “That would be Kat and Jennifer,” replied Dawn. “If I came to talk with them,” he said, “would my safety be guaranteed?” “That might depend on what you want to talk about,” she said, “but I will personally guarantee your safety.” “Are you in a position to do that?” he asked. “As one of the leaders of our organization, yes, I am,” she replied.

“Good enough for me,” he said. “But I would suggest waiting a day or two before calling,” she said, “and when you call, ask for Kat.” She then gave him our card which has our phone number on it. Meanwhile, back at Jazzy’s house, the team was still waiting for some movement. Emergency crews were still there as well, trying to figure out what to do. The police were keeping everyone away from where the house once stood in case there was a second explosion…

To Be Continued. ©2026 Steve McLeod.

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353 Comments on “The Investigators, Inc. The Case of Jazzy’s House. Chapter 11. Pressure.”

  2. No worries, I just finished up work on my plane for today. I had to take the middle part of the day off, it was 95 f here today. Tomorrow’s temp is only supposed to be 70 f what a change overnight!

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    • Yep, spring is just around the corner, corner, corner, corner, corner, corner…🤯
      Anyway, did I mention the fun we are going to have here in a couple of weeks?🤔

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    • I guess I told you already, rats. Hey, that’s very good, ha, ha, ha. 😂 The nurses are not too happy, it is going to mess up their schedule and make more work for them.🙄

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  7. I really miss my friends. The one died going on 3 years come June, and the one I miss the most is the one I who is alive but I will never be able to see again. I’ve tried filling my time with my hobby, but it’s just a distraction. I’m just trying to flow my friends advice of “Fake it Until you make it”. But it d I esnt seem to be working. So I understand how you’re feeling about Muffin.

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    • Yes, that’s all we can do sometimes, is to have something for a distraction for a while. I don’t think that “fake it” idea would actually help, not for me anyway, so I understand when you say it doesn’t seem to be working. Maybe it works for some people. I’m still not over the fact that I lost all of my siblings within a 2 year period.

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    • I think she was looking at me too much! 🙃 She’s like that fairly often, unlike some of the others who don’t smile. She did say it might be because she was tired. I think she was looking at me too much.😂

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    • Because I followed the instructions which didn’t work so had to figure it out on my own. The main problem was the date. I didn’t care about that anyway, but I couldn’t set up anything else without doing that first. Sigh!🤯🙄
      Well, time for bed for us old folks. I shall return on the morrow with more exciting chatter! Oh, the next chapter is ready. Have a great night!😃😴

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    • Good morning Dusty! My nurse just left, she was later than normal today, but she stayed a bit longer too which was nice. Did you get out flying today?🤔🛩️

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  18. Yes, I went flying. No, it wasn’t a good day. It’s repairable, but broken. As are many things with me these days. When I look back at the last 6 years and what I’ve been through, gave up, missed out on, done things I not thought I would ever do, I don’t recognize who that person is. It certainly not who I was. The sad thing is though, I would probably do it all again, and that’s what blows my mind! I’ve realized that all the exercising and walking and everything i did was to punish myself for my perceived bad actions. Then I realized I didn’t do those things in a vacuum. I was interacting with others who could have said something, but for their own reasons which I have no clue of, decided to continue along that journey with me. The thing that I guess I’ll never know is why.
    If I could ask just one question, it would be a simple one word question. And I’ve come to realize I’ll never get to ask it, let alone ever hear the answer to.
    Sorry to have rattled on here. But sometimes these questions burn in my soul. Perhaps being an “Investigator” you can ponder this? If so, I’d be happy to hear your hypothesis.
    Good Night “Steve ” sleep well 😴 😊

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    • Good morning Dusty! I hope your day is better today. Cold here still, much too cold, supposed to hit -24 tonight, it was -22 last night.
      This old Investigator isn’t too great at such investigating, but who knows, maybe I’ll think of something. Right now I have a headache, so I’m not much good at thinking tonight.🤔🙃

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    • Maybe maybe. Right now I need to sign off unfortunately, I’m just not feeling the greatest so I’m going to bed. Sorry about that. Have a good night Dusty and I shall return tomorrow!🙃😴

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    • Good evening Dusty! 😃 I’m back, kinda anyway.🤯 I really hurt my back yesterday😟 which is why I didn’t show up as usual. The last 3 days have been a bit mixed up too. Sigh. So, how was your day? Clarity for what?

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