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The Investigators, Inc. The Old House. Chapter 12.
What an ordeal that was. That was the worst yet by far. When I turned and that guy let loose and started shooting, bullets were flying everywhere. Fortunately most of them missed us, but they still did their job, knocking us all to the floor so fast that we didn’t have a chance to return fire. After hitting us he went for the girls in the other room, starting with Jo, then Susan, but that’s when M.C. stopped him. Yet one bullet still hit Brandi, in the shoulder area, so it wasn’t so bad. She was the least hurt. Jo and Susan were killed, which is what Cinnamon wanted most, though she also wanted Kat and Brenda (Annelie).
Annelie was hit 3 times, once in the leg and arm, the other in her abdomen, which was serious. Jennifer was hit twice, her left arm and her abdomen, which was also serious. Kat was hit twice, her left arm and one bullet next to her heart. The doctor said that Muffin’s purring saved her life. One of Cinnamon’s bullets just grazed M.C.’s leg, so his aim was off when he shot her which is why he got her hip. Still, it must have really damaged Cinnamon’s hip. The police never found any trace of her, she just disappeared, and there is only one road out of that place.
They did find another secret room, but no one had been in it for many years. So where did she go? How did she manage to get away? Hospitals near and far were alerted to be on the lookout for a young woman with a broken hip. In the main secret room the police found Brandi’s little boy, who Cinnamon had left for dead, but he recovered just fine. Brandi and her boy are living at Calanthe’s chateau and she is already working at the resort. Calanthe needed the extra help since it took a long time for Jennifer and Annelie to recover, however, they are now back home but not yet working. Kat recovered amazingly fast, even the doctor was very surprised by her recovery.
As for me, well, I was hit in my left arm with one bullet, and another hit next to my spine again, almost in the same place as the last time. But the same surgeon that removed the first bullet, removed this one too. I have been in the hospital for 2 months now, under heavy guard all that time, Baldwin insisted. He said I need to stay alive, he wants me to be the best man at his wedding. It seems he and Brandi really got along well and Baldwin loves the little boy, whose name is Willie. Baldwin always told me he’s never getting married. It was just a matter of time. “Well, today’s the big day,” said Kat, “you finally get to come home.”
“Yes, I’m happy for all the care they gave me here,” I said, “but I’m still glad to get out of here too!” Everyone was at our place for the welcome home party. As I came driving into the library, Muffin and M.C. came running and jumping onto my lap. Meow,meow!=I so happy you back home again! And soon you not need chair with wheels, I know it! Meow.=That what I say too, we help you get back walking again. Yep, I am in a wheelchair now, that will certainly hamper my ability to be a PI, but I’m not giving up yet. There are still lots of cases to solve. But maybe we’ll stay with finding lost pets, or something like that, for a while. I wonder where that next case will take us?
The End.
©2021 Steve McLeod.
Thursday’s Thoughts #20.
Good morning everyone! It is a beautiful, sunny morning, and a little warmer than it has been lately. However, it is supposed to get cloudy soon with showers and possible thunderstorms. There must have been some thunder last night, Muffin decided to sleep under the bed. Only thunder will do that. We did get a little rain overnight, but not much. The blue jays and chipmunks are once again very busy out there. I’m inside, enjoying my coffee and watching the blue jays in the trees. They look so beautiful with the sun shining on them, making that blue really glow.
The chipmunks were busy picking up sunflower seeds and peanuts, when they weren’t chasing each other. And because they kept running across the step where I put the food the poor blue jays had quite a time trying to get peanuts. They would just bend over to grab a peanut and the chipmunks would come racing across the step and the blue jays would have to jump and fly out of the way. That happened so many times this morning. Speaking of things that happen many times (humorous story coming up).
I was shopping one day and needed new scissors. So I went to the stationary department but couldn’t find any. Now, to me it seems like the logical place to sell scissors, but I was obviously wrong. I looked around but couldn’t find them anywhere and I couldn’t find anyone to ask. Finally I found a lady working in the housewares department. “Excuse me,” I said politely. She let out this big sigh and said, “Yeah.” It made me think I was really disturbing her. “Could you tell me where I can find scissors?” “That’s not my department.” she said. “You’re the only person I could find in this half of the store,” I said. “I’m the only working this half, we’re understaffed,” she said.
That was an understatement. “So you don’t know where I can find scissors?”, I ask again. “I know everything in this store,” she said rather irritated, like she was hoping I would have gone away by now. “Can you point me to the scissors?”, I ask again. She sighs again. “What kind do you want?” she asks. “Just plain scissors,” I said. “We don’t have that brand,” she said and turned away. “It’s not a brand…” I began to say. “Then we don’t have it, we only sell brand name scissors,” she said. “I don’t care about the brand, I just want scissors,” I said. “Check the sewing section,” she said. I should have thought about that. Off I go, however, I didn’t want to spend $40 on scissors to cut paper.
Back I go reluctantly to the employee. “Oh, you again,” she said with another big sigh. “Don’t you have cheaper scissors, you know, just for cutting paper?”, I ask again. “Why didn’t you say so?”, go to the school supplies. Off I go, but all they had was those little kids scissors. Back I go. “Now what?”, said the employee. “All I could find was little kids scissors, I want regular sized scissors,” I said again. Another big sigh.
If she does that again I’m going to scream. “Two aisles over and to the right. Now, why didn’t she say this right at the start? “Isn’t that still housewares?”, I ask. “It was, not now,” she said, sounding very irritated now. “I have work to do.” And she walked away. I always thought that helping customers was part of the job. Anyway, I got my scissors, finally. No, she wasn’t just having a bad day, she was always like that. Sigh. It is cloudy now, looks like rain. Have a wonderful day everyone and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
©2021 Steve McLeod.
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