The Investigators, Inc. The Castle Mystery. Chapter 4.

Kara looked at MC right away, but he had no broken bones either, but he had obviously been hit multiple times. Meow,meow!!=Oh, they in big trouble now, big, big trouble! They hurt my human and they hurt my MC. Wait until I get my paws on them!! Meow, said MC quietly. “Oh, that’s right,” said Jenny, and she plugged in the scrambler so they could talk freely. She also phoned Baldwin and the others to tell them what had happened. That way they did not need to leave the room. All the others come to the room and Baldwin reads the note.

“So, they want us to give up and leave do they?”, he asked, “we are staying until they free Steve and Kristina. Meanwhile we keep looking, starting right now!” Everyone agreed with that, including Kat. “I am sure they are under the castle,” she said, barely audible, “I did not see Steve or Kristina. There were several tunnels going in different directions. I never heard what they were up to and I did not recognize anyone.” “Okay,” said Baldwin, “get your things and bring them to this room, we keep everything together from now on.”

So they went quickly and brought everything in and went through it all to make sure no one had checked through their stuff. Everything looked good. Muffin checked everything too and found nothing. Baldwin said that he and Kara would stay with Kat and MC for now, the others would be in two groups of 3. Annelie, Rock and Angel would be together, Jenny, Carine and Candace would be together. But for now they would work at finding a way to the underneath portion of the castle, starting with that door at the end of the hall.

Rock would break it open if necessary. “Would that not put Steve and Kristina in danger?”, asked Angel. “It could,” said Baldwin, “but we all know the chances we have to take in this team.” Just then they heard a scream coming from downstairs and the 6 team members, and Muffin, went running down to investigate. At the bottom of the stairs they stopped, barely believing what they saw. Jane was hanging from a beam in the living room. Rock went over quickly and got her down, but it was too late.

She was already dead, and likely had been for a while. It was Elsa the maid that found her and screamed. She was on her way to the kitchen to make some tea because she could not sleep with all that was going on. Muffin came running back to tell Baldwin what was going on. Baldwin told Muffin to stay with Kara while he went downstairs. Kara watched until he was out of sight, then she locked the door. “I don’t mind saying, I’m a bit scared Muffin,” said Kara.

Meow,meow.=That okay, me scared too, all are, but that help us to stay alert and do job. She starts purring and Kara picked her up and hugged her for a bit then laid her down beside Kat and MC who were sleeping now. Baldwin called the butler and told him to wake up Darren, which he did. Darren just shook his head and said, “there go our plans of a nice quiet retirement.” Then he told Elsa to make tea for everyone. “You do not need to stay any longer,” said Darren, “unless you want to continue to find out what is going on around here.”

“Our friends are still missing,” said Baldwin, “so we will stay to find them, and find out what is going on.” Right then the police officer from before came and knocked on the door. “Got the call about the hanging,” he said. “No one from here called you,” said Baldwin, “so why are you here?” “Already told you,” he stated, “that is all I have to say.” “Who called you?”, asked Baldwin. “That is police business,” he said rather impatiently.

“It is my business too,” said Darren, “it is my wife and I want to know who called you.” “Never gave a name,” he said, “and I don’t have time to play games.” “Annelie,” said Baldwin, “check him out.” “Already on it,” she said, “and this is neither of the two officers in the town.” He started to pull his gun but Jennifer gave him a good kick, then Rock took his gun and tossed him on a chair. “Now,” said Baldwin, “I think it is time for a little talk…”

To Be Continued.

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Musings For Monday. #9

Good morning everyone! I hope your Monday is off to a great start! It is early here, which means it is still dark outside. Mostly anyway. There is some daylight showing off in the east already. I enjoy early mornings. When it is daylight nice and early, like around 4am. And it is a warm summer morning. And I can sit outside on the deck with my coffee and listen to the birds singing. Sigh. So nice to think about that. Anyway, it is another mild morning, okay, mild for us morning. All over the area here people are shoveling snow off the roof of their house.

Mine was cleared off on Saturday, which I think I mentioned already. So there are big and very hard mounds of snow beside the apartment now. They got hard very fast. Unfortunately the dryer vent for my apartment got buried by all this snow. Happens every year though, so I was not surprised. But the snow was much harder this year than usual. So I go out with my shovel to dig out the vent so I can continue to dry my clothes. I was walking over this mound of snow quite easily until, floomph!

A snowy look at some snow.

That is kind of what it sounds like, floomph! And I was up to my chest in snow. Good thing I had my shovel with me or I might have sunk deeper. How I managed to find that soft spot is quite amazing in itself. But getting out was not easy. My legs would not move. So I had to dig myself out, but the snow was hard all around me. So I was trying to chop the snow with my shovel. It was not going so good. I put my one hand on the snow to try and push myself up, but I was too deep.

Then I chopped the snow again with the shovel. I missed the snow and hit my hand. I have no idea how I could do that with all that snow around me. I took my glove off to look at my hand and it slid down the side of this mound of snow. Naturally. But I could just reach it with my shovel and pull it back to me. I did manage to get myself out and dig out the dryer vent without much problem after that. Except I shook my sore hand and my glove came off and fell in the 4 foot deep hole down to the dryer vent.

Even more snow than the previous photo.

I could easily reach it with the shovel, but I could not lift it out of the hole. So I had to dig a bigger hole to get my glove. Sigh. I still do not know why they put that dryer vent down nearly at ground level. It could have been put 6 feet off the ground and there would be no problem. Sigh. Oh well. Thank you for reading, have a great Monday and God bless!

Steve and Muffin. (Remember Ukraine)

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