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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.”

Dec-13-2009 06:24

***Eric's Visit time***

As Vulkie entered the room the next day, she saw Eric lying in a bed, unconscious, his face all swollen up and a bit purple at some places. Tears began to ran over Vulkie's face and she "swooped" a seat and sat next to Eric.

"Eric... If you can hear me.... I'm.... I'm sorry that I got so late.... But I couldn't find you earlier.... I.... I.... I'm so sorry..." Vulkie said, laying her head on his unconscious body.

Vulkie took Eric's hand and prayed that he would have the power to squeeze it. "Eric, please, squeeze it. I care for you, I don't.... I.... I don't want to lose you now.... You have meant a lot for me.... for nearly 2 years, we had a relationship.... all went well.... if I weren't cursed by those visions and Ace's face...." Vulkie said and more tears began to flow

Suddenly, a doctor flew in the room and introduced himself. "Vulkie? It's me,Doctor Hoo" Doctor Hoo said.

"Doctor Hoo? The same one who treated me at the time I was almost mortally wounded?" Vulkie replied, looking astonished. (See Josèe for reference!)

"Yes, it's me... I see that you care for Mr. Marvington. He was very lucky that you found him. Your friend, Mr. Cain, explained what happened. Mr. Marvington had lost a lot of blood. If he wasn't here delivered immediately, he would've..." Doctor Hoo said.

'Died... I know Doc.. I know... But luckily for him, I came for him" Vulkie replied.

"I... I've got to go now. It's best for Eric that he gets some rest... I'm sure of that..." Vulkie said and she rushed past Doctor Hoo, out of the hospital, towards her apartment.

The phone immediately rang again. "Vulkie here" Vulkie said. "Vulkie,it's me,Joseph.." the other person said...

Dec-13-2009 06:32

"Hiya Joseph. Sorry you couldn't reach me so soon... I was in the hospital..." Vulkie replied.

"Hospital?! What's wrong" Joseph inquired. Vulkie immediately began to tell the events, about hearing that Eric was kidnapped, that she saved him , that she and Sergei were chased and that she visited Eric today in the hospital and she also told her conclusion based on what the kidnapper said to her.

Vulkie could hear Joseph lit a cigarette. "Probably Chesterfield..." Vulkie thought.

"This is very peculiar..." Joseph said and he inhaled his cigarette and blew the smoke away.

Vulkie couldn't hold her tears much longer, and said : "Eric is still unconscious right now, so I didn't know what they were asking him. They really beat him to a pulp!"

Vulkie began to sob and cry together and Joseph replied with : "Vulkie, I must go now. You rest well tonight. Let's meet up tomorrow. Either Heimlich or myself will call you." After Joseph said that, he hung up.

Vulkie trembled with the phone hook in her hand and managed to place it back, before she fell back to the ground again.

"I'm getting much older now... And weaker..." Vulkie murmered and stood up and went to her bed, resting for the next day. A meeting would take place...

Dec-13-2009 08:46

"He's dead. Good aim, Molly." Marc said as he examined the man on the ground. He went on to search the dead man's body. There was nothing much except for a small type-written card in his jacket. Marc raised the card to the light and it read:

Zeo: Marc, I can't talk right now. Meet me in town at the barber's. I'll be there in about five minutes.

"My God, that was exactly what you said on the phone!" Marc exclaimed.

"That was why I couldn't talk. My phone is tapped by the Order." Zeo smile bitterly. Thanks to Molly the bleeding had slowed, for now. "I'll explain along the way, I believe Heimlich's place is just around the corner. I hope he doesn't mind the interruption. I need to find a place to take this bullet out as soon as possible." Zeo wanted to minimize the damage to his left arm as much as possible. Two bullets in three days... these are not vitamins... Zeo took a last look at the dead brute on the ground, "Should we just leave him here?"

"This is the streets of New York, brother. The cops wouldn't think much of it." Marc said, "And if the Order of Socrates sees this, it's our message to them."

Zeo smiled to himself. They seemed to be giving the Order quite a few messages lately. He was just glad these were all done outside the Bureau jurisdiction, so that OS had nothing on the Feds. Zeo went on to account to Marc what happened the night before as they walked to Pierce's car. They were in front of Heimlich's house in less than a minute.

Dec-13-2009 11:14

Heimlich brought the steaming cup of tea to his lips and took a small sip. He looked down at the newspaper article in his lap and leaned over to write something in his notebook.

"Fascinating," he said to no on in particular, "evidentally the Eye of God is thought to have a healing effect by returning the body to it's previously unmarred state." He chuckled to himself wondering if Barnes ever had an unmarred state. It was hard to picture him without his huge gut, greasy skin, and oily unkempt hair.

Just then there was a knock at the door. Who could be calling on him at this hour? It was nearly 1 am! Heimlich put his newspapers and tea down on the endtable and drew his revolver from the holster. He walked over to the door and threw it open. Standing on his steps was Joseph, supported by Molly and Marc.

"Don't shoot!" Molly shouted, "He's already been shot once tonight!

"Shot?" Heimlich exclaimed, "My God what happened?"

"No time for that now!" Marc insisted, "We can explain everything later!"

Heimlich beckoned for them to enter.

******

"Eric attacked?" Heimlich asked as he worked the tweezers into Joseph's wound, "What happened?"

"He was kidnapped," Joseph replied wincing, "but Vulkie rescued him! Oh God! The whiskey!"

Molly rushed forward, shoved the bottle in his mouth, and tipped it back. Joseph began waving his free arm for a few seconds before coughing and Molly pulled the bottle away.

"Molly!" Marc yelled, "You're trying to dull the pain, not get him drunk!"

"I'm just trying to help!" Molly snapped back.

Just then, Heimlich pulled the bullet free and the blood began to flow, Marc pressed a rag against the wound to absorb the blood, and Molly slowly tipped the whiskey bottle back in Zeo's mouth to give him a little drink.

Zeo smiled. "Just like old times right Heimlich?" he asked.

Heimlich nodded. "Yes indeed," he replied, "I'll be heading to the museum tomorrow. You're welcome to stay here tonight."

Dec-13-2009 11:26

The next morning Heimlich walked into the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea, only to find Molly sitting at his table drinking a cup already.

She smiled at him. "It took forever for me to get Pierce to agree to leave without me, but I did it." she said.

"How are you feeling today?" Heimlich asked as he poured the remaining water from the kettle into his cup.

"I'm alright," Molly responded, "but I'd really like to know why everyone is trying to kill us. Joseph and Marc are still sleeping."

"Why not come with me then?" Heimlich asked, "You can help me search the museum for clues."

Molly nodded. "Now that sounds like the best idea I've heard in a while."

******

When they arrived at the museum, they could tell something was wrong. Police were everwhere; far too many for a simple robbery. Heimlich pulled his car over and they both jumped out and ran towards the museum. They were stopped just outside the perimeter by a uniformed officer.

"Hold it!" the officer snapped, "You're not going anywhere! This area is off limits."

Heimlich pulled out his PI License. "Heimlich VonVictor, private investigator and detective. I've been retained to investigate the robbery. This is my associate Molly Maltese."

The officer shook his head, "I'm sorry, but it's beyond robbery now, and I can't let anyone in."

"What's happened?" Molly demanded, "You can't bar us entrance. You're hindering an investigation!"

The police officer glared at them. "Go home and listen to the radio if you want to know!" he ordered, "If you don't leave right now I'll arrest you both for trespassing."

Heimlich looked at Molly, nodded, and the two returned to the car. Driving home in silence, Heimlich kept his foot on the gas. He wouldn't stop for anything. Something had happened and it was of vital importance to his case.

Dec-13-2009 11:55

The two burst into Heimlich's apartment, slammed the door shut, and ran over to the radio. Heimlich flipped it on, began to tune it to the news, but found that every station was broadcasting the same feed.

"If you're just joining us today, we are told that an important development was found in the Graham Barnes case this morning." the news anchor's voice crackled over the radio, "We are now going live to the steps of City Hall where Robbery Captain William Steele is about to make a statement."

There was a moment of silence before the familiar voice of Captain Steele invaded his house. "We have been actively searching for daytime security guard John Kincaid, who has not been seen since The Eye of God was stolen. I am sad to report that this morning, at 7:34 am, detectives located Mr. Kincaid's body inside of a sarcophagus in the Egyptian exhibit. His keys were missing, and inside the sarcophagus, detectives discovered a small card with the symbol of The Order of Socrates on it. Upon further examination, a hair belonging to Graham Barnes was discovered stuck to the card, along with a thread from his uniform under Mr. Kincaid's fingernails. As there is no current robbery captain, I will continue to supervise this investigation with both robbery and homicide detectives. Thank you."

Heimlich looked at Molly. "This makes no sense! Why would Barnes take the keys from Kincaid? He had his own! And we know Barnes isn't in the Order of Socrates!"

The radio crackled again, "We now understand that Philadelphia assistant district attorney Albert VonVictor, the prosecutor on this case, is about to make a statement."

"Good morning," his brother's voice said, "in light of the evidence uncovered by Captain Steele's investigation, I will be amending the indictment against Mr. Barnes to include a charge of murder in the first degree. On behalf of the people of New York, I will be entering notice of intent to seek the death penalty in this case. Thank you."

Dec-13-2009 11:59

The announcer began to talk, but Heimlich's mind was a blur. The death penalty? Barnes certainly wouldn't have done this! There was no proof of it!

He ran and picked up the phone and began to dial his office, when he realized that Eric was in the hospital and Sergei was with him. He quickly dialed the first few digits of Vulkie's number, but put down the phone. If she had really gone to save him, it was a huge step for them. Plus they were probably stressed as it was. He decided to let Charlie, Vulkie, Eric, and Sergei be.

Just then Zeo and Marc came into the room looking extremely tired. "What's going on?" Marc asked, "What's all the commotion?"

Molly sighed, "It would seem that the game plan has changed."

Dec-13-2009 12:20

((That should have said "there is no current homicide captain" not robbery captain))

Dec-13-2009 12:31

***29th October***

"RIIIINNNG" the doorbell went. "COMING!" Vulkie yelled,as she pulled the last "extensions" out of her hair. Vulkie wanted to try a new look, with an extension. But it didn't work out.

As Vulkie opened the door, she saw a lady standing at the porch. "Is this Detective Vulkie's apartment?" the woman asked, a bit hesitating.

"It is.. How can I help you?" Vulkie said, while rubbing one eye.

"Well.... I wanted to talk with you about a certain Mr. Marvington..." the lady said. Vulkie swallowed when she heard "Mr. Marvington".

"Ehmmm.... Alright, come in..." Vulkie said,with a bit of hesitance in her voice. The lady walked in. "Boy,she looks gorgeous" Vulkie said in her thoughts, judging how Eric's taste was.

"I couldn't help, but overhear what you said yesterday... when you were in Eric's room..." the lady said. "Oh? How come?" Vulkie asked, but the woman immediately changed subject.

"My name is Serena Edwards. I've been employed to.... well, get someone with valuable information..." Serena said.

At the word of valuable, a pain crossed in Vulkie's hart. "He's been of valuable information to us...." Vulkie remembered.

"So, what you meant to say, you "get" people to talk about some stuff that is valuable for your "employers"?" Vulkie asked, watching Serena's expression. It was like a brick hit her face.

"So you know..." Serena began, and Vulkie immediately nodded. "I know..." Vulkie replied and Serena burst into tears.

"I didn't mean to let it go this way... Not with Eric... He told me this story about how you two broke up.... but I had to seduce and drug him... otherwise, my employers were going to kill me.... which they are now obviously planning, since I told you...." Serena said.

Just then, the phone began to rang. "Just a minute Serena, it may be important" Vulkie said, as she went to the phone.

"Vulkie here..." Vulkie said, waiting for a reply. Vulkie heard Joseph on the other line...

Dec-13-2009 12:37

"Vulkie, it's me, Joseph. I want you to remember that today is that meeting. We're all at Heim's place... Can you come and meet us?" Joseph asked and Vulkie thought for a moment.

"Joseph,I have a guest here. As soon as she leaves, I'll make sure to come over to your place..." Vulkie replied and as she watched out of the window, she saw three black buicks pulling up in the street. Men came out, with tommy guns.

"My god... THEY'RE HERE!' Vulkie yelled and she dropped the phone and immediately duck for cover, as the bullets began to spray. "Serena, get DOWN!" Vulkie yelled and Serena fell to the floor, still alive thanks to Vulkie.

Bullets shattered the windows, came through the wooden planks and the front door was "nicely decorated" with two O's and a S

"Serena,FOLLOW ME!" Vulkie yelled, as she pulled out her gun and made her way to the back door. Serena immediately followed Vulkie. Vulkie carefully opened the back door, but immediate gunfire was heard and the door was shot up...

"Serena,take this gun! Fire some shots... I'm going to the kitchen, which overlooks the alley. Maybe I can kill that son of a..." Vulkie said and gave Serena a gun and went to the kitchen.

Vulkie carefully "crawled" to the window, looked out of it and saw the guy. Vulkie aimed... and she got a hit. The guy fell down from the firestairs and was immediately dead.

Vulkie made her way back to the back door and Serena was still alive. "Let me take that from you dear... It's better that I use it.." Vulkie said and she reloaded the old pistol from her dad...

"There's a car,at the end of this alley. It's mine. What I want you to do, is stay behind me and follow my orders. I know a safe place..." Vulkie said, thinking of Heimlich's house....

"We go.... NOW!" Vulkie yelled, as she burst the back door open and aimed at what moved...