The Investigators, Inc. The Case of Baldwin’s Murder. Chapter 2. Frank and Vinnie.

The Major called two of his most trusted men, Frank and Vinnie, and they came immediately to the office. You may remember that Frank was one of the men who saved Kristina and Steve when they were trapped on that small island and being attacked by 4 young men. That was during the case when we were looking for the Major’s daughter, Aasta, who had been kidnapped.

Although the Major is not part of our team, we have become friends since that time, and he has helped us out before. Unfortunately the Major is also on the wrong side of the law, being part of a large criminal organization. But sometimes you need help from strange places. This is one of those times.

The Major has not yet heard about the jet going down over the ocean, but he promised to check on things back at the chateau for me and he does not live far away from us, though in Italy. He explained to Frank and Vinnie what was going on.

“This could be dangerous,” said Major, “so go prepared. But this is also voluntary, you do not need to go. I have already obtained permission from Victor to send you if you decide to go.” “Hey, we will gladly do this Major,” said Frank. Vinnie said the same thing, and they were soon on their way. First stop would be Baldwin’s mansion and were they surprised when they arrived.

There had obviously been a fire and there was nothing left of that big house. But something else rather strange, there was no one around the property, the gate was open on the driveway, the house where the guards stayed was unlocked and empty, other buildings were also unlocked and empty. That was very odd, even if Baldwin was dead, they knew that people would still be here.

But where was Baldwin? He did have mansions all over the world, something that comes with being such a wealthy man, so maybe he had not been home at the time of the fire. Next stop was our chateau. Eight of the girls had opted to stay behind this time, Kristina, Angel, Sigurbjorn, Tracy, Astrid, Saranna, Marlene and Felina.

John, another team member, had gone to spend some time with his old friend Clarence. That turned out to be a good thing for us since he was close at hand. As they drove along Frank asked Vinnie a question. “How fast can you shoot that thing?” he asked Vinnie. “Faster than you can drive,” he answered, and I can switch out these clips in one second flat.”

“Good, get ready to use it if necessary,” he said. Frank and Vinnie drove in the driveway up to the chateau and Kristina was outside and came over to the car. “Hi Kristina!” said Frank cheerfully, glad to see her alive and well. “I…do not…know you,” said Kristina, “who…do you wish…to see?” “Hey Kristina, it is me, Frank,” he said and took off his dark glasses, “what is going on here?”

She just kind of stared. “You need to…leave…before Steve sees you,” she said. “Kristina, you and I both know that Steve is not here,” said Frank, then before he could say any more. “Hey Frank, look at that,” said Vinnie. Frank could not believe his eyes, there I was, standing on the steps.

“Kristina,” said Frank, more quietly now, “jump in the back, we can get you out of here fast.” “No…I cannot…the others…will be hurt,” she said, “please go now.” “Okay Kristina, but if that guy asks, tell him we were lost and asked how to get back to the road to Italy,” he said and off they went. They went back the way they came and stopped once they got to their turnoff road so they could call the Major.

“You will not believe this Major,” said Frank. “Try me,” said Major. He first told about Baldwin’s Mansion, then about the encounter with Kristina. “Kristina acted like she did not know me,” said Frank, “but she was definitely drugged, and get this, Steve was there standing on the front steps!” There was silence on the Major’s end.

“That is not possible,” said Major, “but things are starting to make a little bit of sense now. I just heard that Steve’s jet crashed into the ocean and there are no survivors. Someone has an elaborate plan to replace Steve for some reason, but why I do not know. We will find out though.

I am going to send some more men to help you, then I want you to go back and kidnap Kristina, or at least one of the girls and bring her back here. It is the only way to find out what is happening. Go back to the city to our usual hotel and wait for the others to get there, you will need to plan your attack carefully, they may have a bunch of men hiding in that chateau.”

“Okay Major, we will do that,” said Frank. Just then Clarence and John stopped by to see the Major. They had not heard anything about what has been happening, and John will not be very happy…

To Be Continued.

©2023 Steve McLeod.

Tuesday’s Tidbits, With Coffee and Solitude! #20

Good morning to all of you on this fine day! It seems that spring kind of missed us again this year. We went from winter, to a brief “kind of spring” and now we are into summer. It has been beautiful the last few days and this morning was one of the nicest yet. I went out at 5:30 this morning to feed the birds and decided to stay out there for a while.

Just to sit and enjoy the sights and sounds of an early summer morning. The leaves burst on the scene so suddenly this year and already it looks like a thick jungle out back. Sitting there in the quiet solitude of the early morning was just so beautiful. The plaintive calls of the Common Loon could be heard in the distance.

The Common Loon, above, swimming on the river.

I love listening to the loons. Their calls are often described as lonely, but I never get that feeling from listening to them. It is a wilderness voice. It carries for great distances and evokes that feeling of solitude in an amazing way. It is a wonderful way to begin a day. Closer at hand were many birds singing among the trees.

With such a forest of leaves it is hard to even see the birds sitting on the branches as they sing. But their songs carry loud and clear. The American Robin was singing. Actually, several of them in different directions. They are a common summer bird here and their song is a welcome delight. They are often the last bird singing at night and the first bird singing in the morning.

The White-throated Sparrow, above.

At least one has been singing since 4:30 this morning, and he likely began his chorus long before that, while I was still sleeping. There were several White-throated Sparrows singing this morning too. Although their “new” song is nice, I do miss the original song they used to sing. Yes, their song has changed over the years, and not that long ago either.

It was started by a group of this species of sparrow in a small area of our western province of B.C. Within just a few years all of the White-throated Sparrows across the continent were singing that new song. Now that same group of sparrows has begun another new song and I noticed some are singing that one now too.

The White-crowned Sparrow, above, also has a beautiful song.

These birds are a common part of our summer landscape and they too begin singing very early in the morning. So many other birds were joining in with their own songs, it was something that brought such pleasure to me this morning. It was peaceful, calm, a true example of solitude. A beautiful way to begin the day. The top photo is the Chipping Sparrow. I hope you all have a most wonderful day and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

©2023 Steve McLeod.