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“In that case I would have to sell the chateau to him,” I said, “it might be one way to catch him though.” “It might at that,” continued Baldwin, “He has always kept his merchandise far away from him, so it can’t be tied to him in any way, but now he’s getting involved in something else which means he needs a place close at hand for keeping his merchandise.” “Hmm, those tunnels would be perfect for him then,” I said, “and a perfect trap. But one problem, his money is bad and I would end up losing it.” Baldwin laughed, “you would at that, so sell the place to me now and let me deal with him.” “No, sorry, your little sister needs you here, not in prison,” I said. “That’s a good point,” agreed Baldwin, “but my ‘resources’ are at your disposal Steve, whatever you need, just let me know.”

“Well, come to think of it, there is something I could use,” I said, “if you can get it fast enough.” “I can get it yesterday,” he said, “what do you need?” At that point someone tosses an envelope through the window. “It’s got your name on it Steve,” as Baldwin hands it to me. I read the note inside. “Not good news, I can see that,” said Baldwin concerned. “Yes,” I said, “it appears that Antoine has the upper hand now. He has Calanthe and Lena. He’ll give them back in exchange for the chateau.” “Now I’m in this too,” growled Baldwin, “Antoine will regret this, I promise.” “Baldwin, I need you to promise to stay out of this, totally,” I said, “I need you to trust me on this one. Antoine will be phoning shortly so I will let you listen in on that so you know what’s going on, but the case is mine, Calanthe needs you, but not right now.”
Baldwin just looked at me in silence, face red with anger. Then after a very large sigh he said, “okay Steve, it’s your way for now, but if you fail, then I go in.” “That’s fair,” I said, “but I still need your help getting me this and I need it today.” I showed him what I wanted and he was on the phone to one of his associates immediately. The man on the other end agreed to have it here by 5pm, it’s now 11am. The phone rings. “Listen carefully Steve, Antoine wants the chateau, he’s still willing to pay the 2 million and let us go free, but it must be done this afternoon. Some days things are up and other days they are way down,” said Calanthe.
“Did you get that?”,asked Antoine. “Yes, I did, but I need a bit more time to get all the paperwork together with the lawyer,” I said, “how about 9 tomorrow morning, surely you can wait until then.” “Okay, that works for me,” he said, “but no tricks, no police around.” “No police,” I said, “but I will bring the lawyer to make sure it’s all legally done, where do you want to meet?” “At the chateau, at 9, don’t be late,” said Antoine and hung up. “Well, we have more time, just enough,” I said, “now I need something else from you.” “Name it and you have it,” said Baldwin, “but do you really trust him?” “Not at all, he doesn’t plan on letting us go,” I said.

“Now I need two men, armed, ready to fight our way out if that’s what we have to do,” I said, “but they must do things my way, that’s important.” “You got them,” said Baldwin, “they will do things your way, I promise that. But you don’t even know where to go.” “They’re at the chateau, Calanthe gave me the clue when she said up and down,” I said, “so we go in through the passage from the tall tower, then we come out in the pool house. That’s where I want your men to be waiting for us, and a car on that new road coming in, so we can get out of there fast. We go in at 11 tonight, so have your men ready.” “Okay,” said Baldwin staring, “I still can’t believe I’m trusting a PI with 2 cats for helpers.”
To Be Continued.
©2021 Steve McLeod.
Good morning everyone! It’s cold again, but not like yesterday at least. But I still have lots of hot coffee and tea for everyone to enjoy while we spend a few minutes relaxing and enjoying the activities outside. I was going to do something different starting this morning, but, it didn’t quite work out the way I wanted it to, so I guess that means I just kind of ramble again this morning. Sort of. A nice treat this morning is a flock of about 15 evening grosbeaks are here for their breakfast right now. Nice to have their bright colors out there again. There is something around that keeps scaring the birds though, but I haven’t been able to see what it is.

Must be a hawk, like a sharp-shinned hawk, although it’s a bit early for them to be back, or one of our small falcons like the Kestrel or Merlin, a more likely idea. Another chipmunk showed up yesterday, Pocket. At first he was a bit nervous when he saw me until I started talking to him, then he came bouncing over right away. For those who don’t know, last year I had 7 chipmunks, but 2 disappeared shortly after a pine marten showed up. Marten’s hunt chipmunks. Anyway, Pocket was one of the main 3, the other 2 were Chester and Skamper. Coffee showed up later in the summer.

Jasper and the chipmunks had lots of fun together, in a sort of odd kind of way. Jasper liked to protect his peanuts. And I am sure the chipmunks worked together to get peanuts away from Jasper. After all, they were meant for everyone. Jasper is sitting on the box that I kept the peanuts in, to keep them safe from the crows. Skamper comes in the west door while Jasper is facing east. Jasper heard something so turned to face west, while Skamper came out the east door and Pocket came in the south door. Jasper turned again and Pocket came out the east door.

This time Jasper spotted him and the chase was on! Pocket went behind another box and Chester came out of that box and in behind Jasper. Pocket jumped off the deck but Jasper stopped, so Chester ran into him. Poor Jasper went straight up, then jumped off the deck and didn’t land too gracefully in the raspberry plants. Chester and Coffee got their peanuts before Jasper got back. It was like that every day, something always happened with Jasper and the chipmunks. It was great fun to watch them each day. We’ll see what happens this year. Have a wonderful day and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
©2021 Steve McLeod.