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Previously… Camilla, Beth and Richard’s new client at Richard’s Private Eye Agency didn’t show up for her appointment. Richard and Beth have just driven to her estate to pay her a visit.
The stout officer had blazing red hair sculpted into a slick pompadour that reminded Beth of Elvis. He hoisted his pants up with a slight wiggle and squinted at the car.
“Great…” Richard muttered.
“What are the cops doing here?”
He sighed. “I guess we’re going to find out.”
“Well, well….” called the officer as they emerged from the car. He cocked his head, and put his hands on his hips, causing his round belly to protrude over his belt buckle. “What can I do for you?”
Richard turned away from him, and walked toward the home’s double door entrance. He motioned for Beth to follow him.
“I said, what are you doing?’ yelled the officer, whom Beth had mentally decided to refer to as Elvis.
“We’re visiting our client,” Richard replied, without looking at him.
“Sorry, no civilians allowed. This site’s blocked off.”
Beth and Richard spun around. She knew something was wrong. The feeling had been palpable once they hit Camilla’s driveway.
“Site?” Richard asked. What’s happened?”
“Information’s not open to the public.” Elvis hocked another glistening loogie. “Even to ex-officers.”
Ex-officer? She looked up at Richard, who looked like he was about to tackle Elvis.
“Where’s Maloney?” he bellowed.
“Behind you, Crawford,” came a voice from the open garage. A slender man in gray dress pants stepped into the light. A cigarette and pen were perched behind his ear. “What’s this about Camilla being your client?”
“She hired my private-eye agency yesterday.”
A high-pitched yelp came from Elvis, who shook his head with a smile. “Private eye, my foot.”
Beth watched Richard turn away from him and look intently at Maloney. “Sir, if you tell me what’s going on, we can probably help each other.”
Maloney removed the cigarette from behind his ear and rested it between his thin lips. “You know I can’t do that, Crawford,” he drawled, the cigarette bobbing up and down as he spoke.
“I’m assuming you found the ransom note then?”
Beth looked sharply at Richard. Was this move outrageously stupid or clever?
Maloney’s eyebrows rose and the cigarette fell to gravel. “Do you know where Camilla’s at?”
“The note’s left you stuck, then?” A slight smile formed above Richard’s angular jawline.
Maloney studied Richard for a moment. “Are you inferring that Camilla wrote her own ransom note?”
“I’m happy to help you with the case if we can agree to help each other.”
Maloney pulled another cigarette out of his pocket and perched it on the side of his mouth. His eyes lifted to the sky, and then he sighed, nodding for Richard and Beth to follow him into the garage.
“But sir!” cried Elvis. You can’t bring someone, who was kicked off the force onto an official investigation. Williams wouldn’t approve.”
Maloney turned to eye Elvis. “Williams ain’t here, is he?” With that, he disappeared into the garage.
Beth jogged to catch up with Richard, who was on Maloney’s heels. She leaned close to his ear. “You were kicked off the force?” she whispered.
He shrugged as they walked past two black Ferraris. “But why?” WIN $50 Amazon gift certificates by voting WEEKLY! Enter your address each time to be eligible to win. Vote below on what will happen next or if reading by email click view poll.
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