The Investigators, Inc. Ghost Town Mystery. Chapter 8.

After they heard the mysterious woman’s voice a bright light was turned on further down the tunnel and in front of them a man was hanging from one of the overhead beams. A couple of the girls shot at the light knocking it out and then 3 of them ran over to it. No one was there but it was a large spotlight hooked up to a big battery. Someone had to be there initially to turn it on, perhaps the woman?

The others cut down the man, it was Mark and he had been dead for a while already. They tried calling for Sam and Melinda but there was no answer. Then suddenly a very high pitched noise, so bad that the girls were nearly paralyzed by it. They screamed, covered their ears and made their way back to the entrance, tripping and falling several times along the way. They had to leave Mark’s body behind too.

Once out they were soaked with sweat even though it was quite cold in the mine. “Hey, where is Carine?”, asked Axelina. Angel and Axelina ran back inside, but by the time they got to where they found Mark’s body, Carine was gone, nowhere to be seen and Mark’s body was also gone. They ran right back out again and told Kat. “What should we do?, asked Angel. “We go back to town,” said Kat, “and report to Steve. It would be too dangerous to continue searching that mine right now.

If we got further inside and came up against that noise again, we would never make it out.” The others agreed with that. So, although they hated the idea of leaving Carine behind, they realized it was the right decision at the moment.

Meanwhile…back to us in town. “So, who is your new wife?”, I asked Rock. “This is Caren,” he said, “she would like to be a member of our team, and Baldwin wanted to keep Annelie back to help us there.” “Good thinking,” I said, “nice to have you here with us Caren. But joining us on this case might convince you to change your mind about joining us.”

“No, it will not change my mind,” she said, “if I was not sure of joining, I would not be here now. And thank you.” “I sure hope everything is okay with Sam and the others,” I said, “we need to talk with Sam soon, he is holding something back from us and I do not like that.” After a long afternoon the girls returned from the mine giving us the news I did not want to here.

“Okay,” I said, “this has gone far enough. It is time for a good talk with Maggie. That will be your job Kat and Jenny.” “Oh, when we were coming back we saw Mike and Val go to the house,” said Kat, “Mike will be a problem.” “No he will not,” I said, “Rock and I will have a talk with him. He must be involved and I am sure he knows some things about what is going on here.” “Do you think he will cooperate?”, asked Galyna.

“He will, or he will be very sore,” I said, “Rock here has a simple way with words that gets results. Actually, Caren, you stay with Kat and Jenny also. The rest of you take Val for a walk and talk with her.” So off we went to the house. “Maggie, it is time to have a good long talk about things,” I said, “and you need to be totally honest.” “Don’t say a word to them!”, yelled Mike. “Oh, you, Rock and I are going outside to have a talk,” I said.

“Forget it!”, he growled. Rock went over and picked him up and stood him on his feet. “Now,” I said, “we are going outside.” He did not look like he would move so Rock grabbed his arm and moved him toward the door. The other girls took Val outside for a walk over to the hotel and sat outside to talk with her. “Okay Mike,” I said, “start talking and tell me what is going on here. Every time you refuse to talk or give me a wrong answer and Rock will let you know that is not a good idea.

Believe me, you do not want that. Now, one of our girls is missing, Mark is dead and his wife is missing along with Sam. What is going on?” Just then, Jenny came out with a note that Maggie had found on the dining room table. It was addressed to me again. “You do not listen well. If you want Carine back alive, then you must promise to leave right away and go back home. This is no place for amateurs.” Hmm, people keep saying that to us. I turn to Mike, “now, start talking or Rock will start breaking your bones, one by one. I want Carine back, alive.”

To Be Continued.

©2022 Steve McLeod.

Coffee, Musings and Humor. #1

Good morning to everyone on this fine Monday! Time to pull up a chair, get yourself a cup of coffee and join Muffin and I to relax for a few minutes. You probably noticed a change in title for todays post and yes, there will be a slight change on my weekday posts. I am basically moving to posting twice a day now, my morning coffee post and my mystery story.

Female Baltimore Oriole.

But, some of the other posts will still be around, just added to the coffee post, like today, Grover’s grins and groans will be added in at the end of the post, just shorter now. My Insects post will be added in at the end of another day, just not quite sure what day just yet. But I will toss in some other posts now and then too, but they will not be anything regular.

It turned out to be a beautiful day yesterday, mainly sunny and warmer than the last few days, though still a bit on the chilly side except when sitting in the sun. There was not much wind either which made it feel even nicer. So I spent a bit of time in the afternoon sitting outside on my deck trying for some pictures. In the morning my friendly Baltimore oriole came by again eating some more of his orange. Then a short time later a female showed up!

The second male Baltimore Oriole.

So I try to go outside carefully and quietly. But as I stepped out the door she flew away. Sigh. No picture there. But in a short time she was back again and this time I did manage to get a couple of pics of her before she flew off. She came back though but this time I did not try for pictures, I did not want to scare her away again or she might decide not to come back at all.

She also came by in the afternoon while I was sitting outside but she stayed quite hidden among the branches so I was unable to get any pics of her. A second male also showed up yesterday as well. So maybe there is a chance that a pair will nest close by this year. That would be so nice and would give more opportunities for pics too. Plus the female rose-breasted grosbeak was around and I was able to get a couple of nice pics of her as well, though not quite in the sun.

Male American Goldfinch.

But they turned out very nice anyway so I was super happy to get the females of both these species! So that is 2 more birds checked off my list now, (insert Steve jumping around the room with joy!). Now there is a female red-winged blackbird around so hopefully I can get a pic of her too. I actually have quite a few birds on my list yet, but I am off to a great start this year anyway! And now it is Grover’s turn to provide a bit of humor!

(We are having an election in our province next month, so…)

“Well,” the little old lady finally admitted to the persistent politician, “you are my second choice.”

“I am honored, madam,” he gushed. “But may I ask, who is your first?”

“Oh,” she responded casually, “anybody else who is running.”

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A sidewalk interviewer asked a retired man what he thought about the two candidates for an election.

“When I look at them,” the retired man replied, “I am thankful only one of them can get elected.”

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I hope you all have a wonderful, sunny Monday and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

©2022 Steve McLeod.