The Investigators, Inc. The Case of the Murdered Parents. Chapter 6. The House.

I sent Aari, Mac and John over to get the mechanic into hiding. He is single and lives alone, so this will make things easier in case he does not believe our warning. We can more easily persuade him now. I was right, the mechanic did not believe that anyone would try to kill him. He said that only happens in movies, so he would take his chances at home.

Just then a couple of bullets came into the building, breaking the back window of a car inside, the one they were standing in front of. The boys grabbed the mechanic and pulled him to the side and quickly put a bullet proof vest on him. “Okay, I believe you guys now,” he said, “but how did you know?” “Those guys that stopped in here this morning were our friends,” said Aari, “they were looking for clues.

Apparently the police report stated you said there was nothing wrong with the car.” “What?” he exclaimed, “that is a lie!” Then more shots and Mac saw where they came from. “Is there a back way out of here?” asked Mac. “Yeah, through the office, over there,” he pointed. Mac went out quickly and when he was in position, he sent a quiet alarm to them.

That is when John came out in the open and the man was about to shoot, but… “I would not do that,” said Mac. Then the man fell to the ground behind the garbage bin. Mac came back over and they took the mechanic with them to the hotel for protection. The man did not mind doing what he was told now, he seemed quite shaken by the experience.

The guys will take turns watching him around the clock, since we cannot trust handing him over to the police just yet. And I do not know if we can trust the mechanic either, perhaps he did take that bribe he was offered. Either way we need him alive, it makes things simpler. We had a late dinner, then went over to the house to look around.

Frank stayed behind with the mechanic, and Snow stayed with him. Meow,meow.=You stay with human Frank, make sure he stay awake, help him if enemy come and give alarm to us quick like. Meowy=Yes mommy, me do good job, you be proud. Then she raised her front paw to her forehead. “If I did not know better,” I said, “I would think she just saluted.”

“She did salute,” said Crystal smiling, “I taught the cats to do that, and a few other things.” Aasta giggled. Sigh. Off we went to the house and soon we were pulling into the driveway. “Do we have a key?” asked Crystal. “Yep, go to it Mac,” I said. Now Crystal giggled. “By the way,” said Mac, “there is someone in that house across the street watching us.”

“That house is supposed to be empty,” I said, “that is what our lawyer said anyway.” “Maybe someone is looking to buy it,” said Kate. “Perhaps, but we will keep our eyes open anyway,” I said. It was already starting to get dark. I had left Rock and Clarence behind this time too, I do not want Joshua knowing they work for me just yet.

He also does not know Frank, which is why I left Frank with the first shift of looking after the mechanic. Mac had the door open amazingly fast, almost like he had a key. In we went and began looking around the house. It was not very big, 1,200 sq ft, so aside from the profit that Joshua would make on the house, I just do not see why he is interested in this place.

Soon it was dark, and since the lights still worked in the house, we decided to turn them on. “Someone with a gun behind the shrub at the house across the street,” said Kate. She was standing in front of the window. “Thanks gal,” said Paul to himself, “a nice easy shot.” But his rifle did not fire. He tried again, and again, but still it would not work. It had a silencer on it, so he shot at the house behind him. It worked fine.

He aimed it back at Kate, but again it would not fire. “What is wrong with his thing?” he said to himself. He shot at the house again and it worked fine. But when he aimed at Kate, it would not work. “I could go put him out of his misery,” said Mac. “No, stay here,” I said. Meowr.=Me could go, he not see me. “Okay, take Muffin along too,” I said, “I want Tiia to stay and sniff around.”

So Crystal let them out the back door and they quickly ran down behind a couple of houses, then across the street and over to the house where the man was behind the shrub. “I just do not understand it Joshua,” he said, “every time I try to shoot that gal the gun will not work, yet the gun works just fine when I shoot it somewhere else.” “I knew it this morning,” said Joshua, “she is not real, she is a ghost or something, that is why you cannot kill her.”

“I do not believe in that junk,” Paul growled. “Do not talk like that,” said Joshua, “you will get yourself killed, they know.” There was silence. “Paul? Are you there?” asked Joshua, “Paul, answer me, now!” Meow,meow.=That good shot, right on forehead. Meowr.=We go back, tell all clear now. They ran across the street and up the front steps. Kate let them in. “Good work guys,” she said and gave them each a hug.

To Be Continued.

©2023 Steve McLeod.

Down Country Paths. #2

Good morning! Well, it is time for our second look at Down Country Paths and this time it was a hike for my birthday. It took place several years ago, some of the pictures used are from then, some are new but represent things seen along that hike. It was a beautiful, sunny day, much like today, though it was warmer back then.

I chose an area I had wanted to check out for some time, got everything together and off I went. I drove to the spot where I would begin my hike and left my car parked under a large birch tree. There was no path to follow here, I just went in the direction I wanted to go, which was heading off to a lake that I had seen on the map and wanted to check it out.

Wood Lily.

No particular reason, just looked like it would be a nice hike. I climbed a rather high hill and from the top it was a most beautiful view of the surrounding area. I enjoyed the view for a bit then continued on along the top of the hill. It was a dry summer so there was a constant crunching with each step I took. There were several Wood Lilies on that hill, plus some wild roses here and there.

Wild Rose.

It was nearly all Jack Pine on top of that hill, though there was a birch here and there plus a few White Spruce. I stopped for a moment and listened. Thought I heard some crunching that was not me. I looked around and saw nothing, plus that other crunching stopped too. Perhaps I was hearing things. I continued walking but now I had that feeling that I was being watched.

I get that feeling sometimes and it has always turned out true. I could see nothing however, so I kept on going. I was heading downhill now and it was more heavily treed with more undergrowth. I heard some noise again so I stopped. This time I heard it after I had stopped walking, it came from my left. Unfortunately I could not see much to my left, there was too much undergrowth.

Nice view from the top.

The noise stopped however, and since I could see nothing I kept on going. Walking was a bit hard through this area because of all the undergrowth, mostly willows and maples, anywhere from 6 to 10 feet tall. It was like that for about an hour, then I was finally out on rocky terrain once more. I decided to head for slightly higher ground where it would be easier walking, and I would be able so see better.

It was a rather steep climb and I was going at an angle on my way up. I was nearly at the top when my foot slipped on some moss and I fell straight down about 20 feet! I landed kind of on my side, hitting a fallen tree and landing finally on my backpack. I hurt my left leg, but it did not feel too serious. Off I went back up to the higher ridge and continued along that ridge until the lake was in sight. A blue jay squawked, so I tossed him a piece of bread.

Blue Jay looking for some food.

Down I went and there was a nice small, sandy beach right there. Perfect spot for my lunch. I felt like I was being watched again though. I looked around, and listened. Nothing. Just my imagination, I thought to myself. I decided to explore along the lakeshore for a while and went to the right where there were a lot of boulders and smaller rocks along the shore.

Arriving at the lake.

As I walked over them, my leg slipped down between some rocks and a bunch of them moved. That did it, my leg was stuck in those rocks and I could not move it at all. There were some big rocks to move, this might take a while. So I began. Then that feeling came back that I was being watched. This time I saw something dark move among the willows about 10 feet away…

Well, better stop right there before it gets any longer. Yes, I will finish the story, next time. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

©2023 Steve McLeod.