The Investigators, Inc. The Inheritance. Chapter 8.

Meanwhile…Lena was racing around that curve and saw the bridge out, but too late…the car went flying over the stream crashing into the bank on the other side. Amazingly Lena wasn’t hurt much except for some minor cuts and bruises, and a twisted wrist. She was able to climb out the window of the car and up to the road. It wasn’t raining at the moment and she started walking down the road. She saw lights coming toward her, she hoped it was someone friendly. Soon a police car pulled up beside her and she explained what happened. They went back to see and then called for someone to come and put up more signs and a barrier again. Then they took Lena to the nearest hospital where she was checked and released. She called Rossana again and they talked a bit. Someone had clearly tampered with the brakes, they wanted her to die in an accident. After this Lena went to the airport and got a flight to a secret location where she was met by the police and taken away to safety. At no time did Lena mention me or my case to the police, she knew I wouldn’t want that.

Meanwhile, back with me and the cats…There was more stairs from the cellar that went up to a locked door, by the location I would say it was a door to the kitchen. We went back to the third floor to look around some more. Every room was locked, but I had keys for them so that was okay, I just couldn’t figure why this floor was locked and off limits for everyone. Before continuing I wanted to read that one part in the book, but…the book was gone! But how could that ‘ghost’ get back up here without us seeing him? There was only the one way leading up here from the cellar, unless the person came from Calanthe’s room. Perhaps he hid there and never did go to the cellar, and then came back up here. That means he is still here, or, back in Calanthe’s room!

“Come you two,” I said excitedly, “Calanthe is in danger!” Down we went to her room and when we got into her closet she said, “Okay, come out, or I will shoot!” Out we came, and the look on her face, both shock and relief together. She came over and threw her arms around me and started to cry. I took her to her bed and we sat down. Sobbing she told us that a ghost had come into her room from the closet and ran out her door. He was holding his side and groaning. Then she heard us, that’s when she took out the gun Linnea had given her a few days ago because of all that was going on. I told her she shouldn’t stay by herself so she quickly got dressed and came back with us upstairs. We checked a couple more rooms, but nothing.

There human in this room, better check.

Meow!=Check this room, human in here. Meow,meow.=He right, it human for sure. “Okay Calanthe,” I said, “stay off to the side.” I took out my gun and unlocked the door. I went in carefully and the cats darted in hiding in the shadows. There. On the bed. I went over and Calanthe peeked in the room. “It’s Giselle!,” exclaimed Calanthe. It certainly was Giselle, laying on the bed with a knife in her. Meow,meow.=It look like your knife. It did actually. I check my backpack and sure enough, my knife was missing. Hmm, this is not good at all. “It’s my knife, but how?”, I asked, “this backpack is always with me.

This look just like your knife.

Wait, the first night in the cottage when someone came in and left those notes. He could have taken it then.” “What can we do now?”, asked Calanthe, “we can’t even call the police, my phone has disappeared.” “And my phone is dead, and since there’s no electricity I can’t charge it,” i said. I take Calanthe out of the room, it was obvious she was having a hard time, I’m certain now that I can trust her and we will have to stay together from now on. “Is Henri a big man?”, I ask her. “Yes, he is taller than Karl, and big, a very strong man,” she answered, “do you think he did this?” “Well, there is no one else out here that could, so he must be our ‘ghost’, and now a murderer too,” I explained, “but why is he doing this?

To Be Continued.

©2021 Steve McLeod.

Coffee At Steve’s Country #47. Play A Game.

Hello everyone! I’m late this morning, I had to go out early and get some things done. But the coffee is ready, it’s another cold morning although it’s supposed to warm up a bit more today, back to another cold night and then it should start to warm up for us, and that will be nice. I must admit, it’s hard getting out for my walking time each day when it’s cold like this, so my walks have been much shorter. I hope to get back down to the river this week though. Still not much bird activity, hopefully that will change as it warms up this week. Since there isn’t much to talk about with the birds today, why not play a game…or two? That is, look at a couple more vintage/antique games from my collection.

Let’s start with…the game of “Authors”. This game actually came out in the 1800’s and had many changes to the box design over the years. The one I have came out somewhere between 1910 and 1920. It was a simple card game where the cards were shuffled and dealt out to the players. The idea was to collect all the cards for a book, always 4 per book and the player with the most books at the end would be the winner. Players took turns calling on one other player for a certain card, if that player had the card they would give it to the player who called, and he would then keep calling until he got an answer of no from a player. Then the next player to the left would call.

Then we have the game of “Buzz”. This is mainly a game for younger players, this one came out in 1955 and cost $1, and there were 3 other similar games in the series. Each player has “loads” of honey, little cardboard discs and players would take turns with the spinner. If, for example, you were ‘clover field’ and the spinner landed on ‘clover 2’, you could then put 2 loads of honey in your hive. However, you could also lose turns and others could take your honey as well. So it wasn’t just simply filling your hive, the game could take a while to complete. This particular game doesn’t look like it was used much, about the only thing that shows any wear to it is the spinner. It would actually be fun to have a vintage game night with adults playing some of these simple games, it might be quite fun! Anyway, that’s it for now, I hope you all have a wonderful day and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

©2021 Steve McLeod.