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Heimlich VonVictor
Heimlich VonVictor
Vigilante

Oct-24-2009 18:47

October 24, 1938- Heimlich VonVIctor felt a chill run down his spine. Autumn always had that effect on him. He looked up at the multitude of colors adorning the trees and placed his hands in his coat pockets. The pungent aroma in the air told him that, somewhere, leaves were being burnt. He took a deep breath and looked down, to the place he had visited as many times as he could in the past two years. The cold hard stone hadn’t changed a bit, and never would. It would always be a testament to the man resting under it.

RICHARD CAMBRIDGE
FEBRUARY 10, 1892-
JUNE 15, 1936
“Justice for all. Above all else.”

He took a deep sigh. He never left anything behind, nor did he suspect that Richard would want anything left for him. He leaned down and placed his hand on the stone, “I’m doing alright Richard. Eric and I started up another agency. We’re doing it right this time, and Sergei is getting better at English every day. He’s even solving cases now; you wouldn’t believe how well he’s doing.”

“Excuse me, detective VonVictor?” a voice called behind him

Heim whirled around to find himself face to face with a young uniformed officer, “What do you want?” he demanded, “Can’t you see I’m in a cemetery?”

“Yes sir,” he responded, “and I’m terribly sorry to disturb you, but I’ve been asked to fetch you right away, it’s a matter of life and death!”

Heimlich let out a sigh, and leaned down to touch the stone again, “It never ends Richard, it never ends. I have to go now, but I’ll be back real soon.”

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Vulkie3
Vulkie3
Haynes

Nov-29-2009 05:00

(ignore the above message)

Secret_Squirrel
Secret_Squirrel
Safety Officer

Nov-29-2009 05:03

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Joseph Zeo
Joseph Zeo
Tale Spinner

Nov-29-2009 18:03

It was supposed to be a fun day out, but with life, it never turns out the way you planned it. Zeo should know better, being someone who investigated crime and murder all day long.

After Zeo and Anais finally got little Josèe off the topic of thief operation, they headed for the Battery Boardwalk. The autumn air was crisp and the sun was warming the skin just enough. Josèe held tight onto mommy with her right hand and daddy with her left. Just like a happy family, Zeo thought, except Anais was not his wife and he hardly knew his daughter.

"You know, these carnival tickets are not easy to come by, and I only got three. Of course one of it is for Heimlich..." Anais remarked.

"Don't worry, I'll find my own ticket." Zeo replied, and he did. ((anyone who really got into the carnival within the game please PM me; i'm dying to know :P ))

Heimlich arrived soon after Zeo got his ticket, and the three old friends greeted each other warmly; it seemed that time never past. In no time they were chatting as if they just met yesterday. Only then did Zeo realize that Heimlich and Anais had known each other for years. Heimlich was very fond of Josèe as well. The way Josèe hugged and played with uncle Heimlich made Zeo a tinge jealous.

Zeo was wise enough by now to mention about the thief operation only when Josèe was way out of ear shot. Looking at his little girl who threw her head back laughing on the merry-go-around, Zeo wondered what else did he miss.

"Joseph, are you still with me?" Heimlich tapped Zeo on his shoulder.

"Uh, yes, sorry. As I was saying, I didn't get to see the face of the person who knocked me out, but that gemstone... one look at it you will never forget."

"Glowing blue in the dark, you said?" Heimlich asked, stoking his chin. Zeo nodded. Heimlich then said quietly, more to himself, "Then maybe Barnes wasn't lying after all..."

Joseph Zeo
Joseph Zeo
Tale Spinner

Nov-29-2009 18:15

"Barnes? You mean Graham Barnes? So he called you up as well?" Zeo was surprised. What did the crooked cop have to do with his current case?

Heimlich then gave the account of Barnes calling him to the jail cell. "Anyhow, I refused to help him in any way."

"But why did he call for you, Heimlich Von Victor, of all people in the first place?" Zeo queried. Heimlich seemed enigmatic on the topic, so Zeo just let it be. Heimlich told Zeo about the Eye of God, that it was possible that what Zeo saw was exactly that gem stolen from the museum few days ago.

The bureau detective thanked Heimlich for the information. "I know I've asked the right person, Mister-walking-encyclopedia!" Both men smiled. "I must report back to the bureau now." Zeo said, eyeing both Josèe and Anais, missing them already. He tore himself away from the boardwalk, not daring say goodbye to them.

Anais Nin
Anais Nin
Thespian

Nov-29-2009 21:33

Anais helped Josèe off the pretty white horse with the golden mane when the merry-go-around came to a halt, brushing her off before walking down the plank to rejoin the men. She had known that Joseph was eager to discuss the thief operation with Heimlich, and had felt it prudent to take her little girl off for awhile.

It had felt so strange earlier... Joseph, Josèe, and herself strolling hand in hand together. A real family. A proper family. But they weren't. Would never be. Anais had seen the hurt, the incredulity, and the accusations in Joseph's eyes when she presented Josèe to him. He would never admit it of course, but... however close they had once been, she had destroyed in protecting his child. "Not mine," she whispered under her breath as she looked for him and Heim, her hand blocking the late afternoon sunlight so it would not enter her eyes, "Not really mine at all."

Just then Josèe tugged out of her grip, running over to a man crouched down with his arms open wide.

"Uncle Heime! Did ya see me?" Josèe squealed as Heimlich spun her around once.

"Yes, I did! You were very pretty astride that horse, young lady," he replied.

Anais reached the pair, gazing all around, looking for Joseph. "Where-"

Heim leaned over and whispered in her ear, "He said he had to get back to the bureau."

Disappointment showed briefly on the woman's face before she masked it behind a falsely cheerful smile.

"Uncle Heime? Where did Daddy go? He was supposed to take me with him to catch some thieves!"Josèe asked plaintively.

Anais groaned.

Heimlich VonVictor
Heimlich VonVictor
Vigilante

Dec-3-2009 18:00

Heimlich arrived home after the exhausting day. As much as he loved seeing Anais and Josèe again, they had worn him out. 57 years old and he felt nearly 100 as he walked up his front step. He smiled as he opened his front door and thought how nice it was to be exhausted. Suddenly something caught his eye. He glanced to the ground and saw a note that had broken free of the door frame as he opened it. He quickly bent down, picked it up and opened it:

"Henry,

We need to talk. You can reach me at the Hotel Pennsylvania- PE6-5000. It's been too long.

All my love,

Albie"

"All his love?" Heimlich scoffed as he crumpled up the note, "What is he trying to pull?" He stepped inside, walked straight for the liquor cabinet, and poured himself a glass of brandy. He pulled on his velvet smoking jacket, turned the radio on, and sat down in his favorite chair.

"What do you think?" he asked to the figure across from him, "Do you think I should speak to him?"

Richard took a sip of his glass, "Well let me ask you something. Would you be doing it for you or Graham Barnes? Do you think he's innocent."

"Psh!" Heimlich laughed, "Graham Barnes is far from innocent. He's as crooked as they come. He's slipped past the justice system more times than some of the dirtbags serving a life sentence."

"Yes indeed," Richard said knowingly, "but do you think he did this? He wouldn't have had time to sell it in that night."

Heimlich shook his head. "He could have had a buyer meet him there!" he argued.

Richard laughed and flashed a smile at Heimlich. "Do you really believe that Graham Barnes is smart enough to orchestrate something like that? Or dumb enough to steal it when he was guarding it?"

Heimlich shook his head, "No. I guess I don't. "

Richard nodded and motioned to the phone. "Pick it up," he said, "and call Albert. He obviously wants to see you, and it could help the case."

Heimlich VonVictor
Heimlich VonVictor
Vigilante

Dec-3-2009 18:21

Heimlich nodded and walked towards the phone. He paused and looked at Richard. "Richard," he asked, "how come you never told me that you had a son?"

He smiled sadly. "Now you know I can't answer that Heimlich." he responded.

"Why not?" Heimlich asked, though truthfully he knew the answer.

"Because Heimlich," Richard said softly, "you don't know."

Heimlich nodded in sad resignation. "Richard, I just want you to know that I miss you." he said.

Richard smiled, "I know Heimlich, I know." With that he was gone, and Heimlich was alone again.

He picked up the phone and dialed the number he still held in his clenched hand. "Hello," he said into the receiver, "Do you have an Albert VonVictor staying there? Yes, please tell him that I will meet him at Sami's in two hours. Who am I? Tell him it's his brother."

******

One hour and forty-five minutes later, Heimlich was seated in a booth staring at a half empty glass of water, or was it half full? He was contemplating this thought, when a figure sat opposite him. He was slightly startled and studied the man across from him. He had jet black hair, brown eyes, and could have been mistaken for Heimlich in his younger days. At eleven years his junior, Albert certainly produced the appearance of the younger more virile of the VonVictor brothers.

"Henry," Albert said with a smile, "it's been entirely too long. How long has it been?"

"Four years," Heimlich responded, "Mom's funeral was the last time we saw each other. Short enough for you to know that my name hasn't been Henry for some time now."

Albert shook his head. "Same old Henry," he said, "and no matter how many times you say it, I'm never going to accept it."

Heimlich sighed and nodded. It was pointless to argue with Albert. He was stubborn as he'd ever been.

"It would have been a shorter time," Albert continued, "if you had come to Cecilia's funeral. She thought the world of you, you know. I wish you had been there."

Heimlich VonVictor
Heimlich VonVictor
Vigilante

Dec-3-2009 18:42

Heimlich felt a pang in his chest. "How are you getting on?" he asked, "How is Valerie doing?"

Just then the waitress interrupted. "Are you all ready to order?" she asked.

"I'll have a cheeseburger and another glass of water." Albert replied.

"Same for me." Heimlich answered.

When the waitress had left, Albert answered, "It's hard Henry. I've had to be home much more. Cecilia's relatives aren't as accommodating as when she first passed. Valerie has been a handful. She's only eleven, but she's already getting to be a handful. Would you like to see a photo?" He reached into his pocket and produced a small photo of a smiling young girl standing in front of a house.

"She has her mother's eyes," Heimlich said with a smile, "which means she's going to get her father's personality."

Albert shook his head with a smile, "Lord I hope not. The last thing we need is more female attorneys in this world."

Heimlich pointed to the photo again. "Long hair, just like her mother." he said.

"Strawberry blonde," Albert said proudly, "just like her mother. She used to love to take her everywhere."

"When she could." Heimlich responded coldly, remembering his contempt for Albert.

Albert shot daggers at Heimlich. "And what, pray tell, do you mean by that?"

"When she wasn't too embarrassed to go out in public because of the bruises on her arm, or the black eye, or if she was even able to walk after you were through with her!" Heimlich snapped at him.

"That was a long time ago!" Albert retorted, "I had an addiction and wasn't myself! Do you really mean to tell me that you fault me for that which is no longer a part of me?"

Heimlich cast him a cold stare, "You put her in the hospital more times than I can count. You were in danger of being disbarred. Do you really expect me to forget all of that because she's cold in the ground now?"

Heimlich VonVictor
Heimlich VonVictor
Vigilante

Dec-3-2009 18:58

"I was sick," Albert admitted, "and I needed help, which I got. Cecilia stood by me the whole time, which is more than I can say for you! My own brother tried to talk my wife into leaving me!"

"It wasn't just her!" Heimlich hissed at him, "You have a daughter! I had to wonder how long it would be before you put her into the hospital. How long before you would wake up from a night with the bottle to find their blood on your hands. You weren't yourself, and anyone could see that."

"I had problems," he growled, "but your interest had nothing to do with their well being. I should have known better, and when I finally kicked the bottle for good, I realized that you were in love with her! Everyone thought it was going to be Heimlich and Cecilia, even me! Then she dumped you and went straight for me! You never got over it, and when you saw me stumbling, you saw an opportunity. Face it Heimlich, she loved me, not you, and that's how it always was."

Heimlich finished off his water and stared at his brother, rage burning in his head and chest. "Cecilia and I were never meant to be," he said as calmly as he could, "but that didn't mean I was going to let you treat her like a punching bag!"

Albert let out a sigh. "Look at us," he said, "arguing like a couple of children. Henry, I'm sorry. I can't change the past, but I can be better in the future. Valerie is back at the hotel, and I don't know what to do with her. I brought her along to be a better dad, and all I've done is prep for this case. I don't know what to do with her. Do you know of anyone that might be able to watch her while I'm here in New York?"

"I doubt it," Heimlich responded, "but I'll ask. Speaking of the case, have you had a chance to talk to Graham Barnes?"

Albert nodded. "Yes," he replied, "and I do believe the man to be guilty. He tried to pawn off an association with you to help him out, but I told him I did not know you."

Heimlich VonVictor
Heimlich VonVictor
Vigilante

Dec-3-2009 19:11

Heimlich chuckled. "That's exactly what I told him." he said. Just then, the waitress brought their food. The two brothers began to eat in silence. "Albert," he said, "I do believe Captain Barnes to be innocent, and I have the intention to investigate this case. I would ask that you hold off prosecution until I've had time to do a thorough investigation."

Albert shook his head. "I can't do it," he said defiantly, "it's a career maker for me. This could be my shot at district attorney, and I can't pass that up. It would mean less time in the court room, and more time with my daughter. Henry, can't you understand that?"

Heimlich nodded. "Indeed I can," he replied knowingly, "and I'm sure you must understand that I will take this case, and I will prove Captain Barnes not guilty."

Albert smiled. "The brothers VonVictor, fighting for opposite causes. Both believing theirs to be the course of righteousness." he said jokingly.

"Not much has changed, has it Albert?" Heimlich said, "In truth we'll always fall on opposite ends of the same argument. Cecilia, Barnes, Mom and Dad's inheritance, it's all the same carrot to us."

Albert nodded with a smile, "If it's the only way I can have a relationship with my brother, I'll be proud to prove you wrong." He put the last bit of his burger into his mouth and swallowed. "Although," he continued, "I would like for Valerie to have an uncle when this is all over. I'd like for her to know my family as well. She needs that now."

Heimlich smiled genuinely towards his brother. "She already has one Albert." he replied.

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