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Mystery, Danger, and Too Many Sleuths
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Jack AT
Jack AT

Jul-9-2007 10:32

A young man confronts Jack Altavon Talison. The man says he is Roger Acton, and he has a case for Jack. Something involving murder, pie, dead Zachary Acton, and more murder. And a suspect called Jerome Lormos.

"And what do you pay for this?" Jack asks.

"$600 for solving the case." Roger replies.

"Er...uh...I guess I'll take it."

"Did I mention I told an assortment of other detectives about it? And that I will gve the reward to the one detective who solves the case, using all means possible?"

"Uh, no, you didn't mention it until now."

A knife is suddenly thrown at Jack. It narrowly misses him.


Kevin Greene
Kevin Greene
Old Shoe

Oct-17-2007 19:59

"Come on, lady! Come out with your hands up!" I yelled. As far as I could tell, there was no reason for anyone to be in here, unless they're up to no good.

I guess I didn't think of the possibility that I was not the only detective who hadn't searched the house yet. I started walking towards the kitchen, then I'd go upstairs and look.

When I passed the closet to get to the kitchen, the closet door flung open, and a woman wielding a baseball bat jumped out. She took a quick swing at me, but I ducked and it slammed the wall.

"Ouch!" she whimpered, the bat falling out of her hands. There was a nice dent in the wall, and I was glad that wall wasn't my head. I swung around and pointed my gun at her.

"Hands up!" I yelled. The frightened woman flung her sore hands up. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?

"I-I'm T-Talianna Periwinkle," She stuttered. "And I-I'm a detective, searching the house!"

"Identification?" I had heard of this famous detective. She bore a resemblance to Talianna Periwinkle, but I wasn't taking any chances. This gal tried to used my head as a baseball!

She reached her hand down slowly, and pulled open her coat. There it was: a certified detective's badge.

I put my gun away and reached out my hand. "Hello, Talianna! I've heard a lot about you!" I said. She was still stunned, but she smiled and shook my hand. I guessed that it didn't matter that she didn't now who I was, just that I wasn't carrying the gun.

Kevin Greene
Kevin Greene
Old Shoe

Oct-17-2007 20:13

All of a sudden, out of the closet jumped another woman. She slammed me with what I think was a lady's hat box, and I tripped over a coffee table. She pulled out her gun.

"Who are you?" She yelled at me, then whispered to Talianna, "Did he hurt you dear?"

"I'm Kevin Greene," I said, trying to sit up. I moved my coat to show her my badge as well. "I was about to search the house when I saw Talianna here in the window."

"Oh! Hello. I'm Mack Hazard." She said, putting her gun away, "Hope I didn't hurt you with the hat box."

"No, no. That's okay." I said, standing up, "The coffee table did more damage." I reached my hand out to shake her hand. Her badge was readily visible on her lavender sweater, so I knew she was a detective.

"Well, shall we get down to business?" Talianna suggested. "You two search upstairs, I'll look through the kitchen."

Mack and I went upstairs, and we started searching. I began looking through the bedroom, and with her apparent flair for small spaces, Mack looked through the closets and near the toilet. I had just called Mack into the bedroom to take a look at a note I found in the dresser, when a scream came from downstairs.

"Talianna?" Mack and I both yelled in unison, as we began bounding down the steps.

Talianna Periwinkle
Talianna Periwinkle

Oct-19-2007 17:24

I tediously searched the kitchen. I wanted the place to myself. Mack and Kevin seemed trustworthy enough, but I only trusted my own eyes with this place.

I looked at the thirty or so pie tins, all reddened. It looked like it used to be cherry pie, but I wasn't sure. I was about to taste it when I looked more closely at the pie tins. Something wasn't right; the stains were not right for a cherry pie. I put the tin close to my nose and sniffed. I instantly recognized the smell; it's hard to miss when you're a detective.

The smell of blood.

I dropped the tin with a clatter and looked at the other pie tins. Each had the distinctive scent of blood. We weren't dealing with... a cannibal, were we?

"No, no, we couldn't be," I assured myself, but it wasn't working. My wits were at end.

I opened the kitchen cupboard and found more stacks of bloodied pie tins. I saw a note. I picked it up and read it.
There were numerous names on it, including Zachery's, which was crossed out. There were other names, but then I saw something truly frightening.

Mack, Kevin, my name, and several other famous detectives were on the list.

I screamed without realizing it.

Mack Hazard
Mack Hazard

Oct-20-2007 07:54

I ran down the stairs while Kevin took the banister. He slid down a lot faster than I could run but his ending was not very graceful. He fell face first at the bottom of the stairs. I quickly ran to him and helped him to his feet.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah I'm fine." He replied as his face reddened.I gave him the once-over. He seemed okay except for his hurt pride.

We quickly ran into the kitchen to find Talianna holding a piece of paper, her face very pale.

"What's the matter?" asked Kevin.

"Do I look magically delicous?" she asked.

Kevin and I glanced at each other. He gave me the "she's cucoo" signal.

"I don't think of you that way," he responed,"but that would make a great commercial for an Irish cereal."

Talianna shook her head then passed him the paper.

"I found it on the counter, but that wouldn't frighten me normally until I noticed these." She handed me a tin with what seemed to be rasberry filling.
"I think it's blood. We are dealing with a cannibal."

I smelled the red residue. It smelled like a rusty pipe. Definately blood, but human? Suddenly, I remembered a test a scientist had made that would help determine whether this blood was animal or human, and since we were in the kitchen, we had the perfect ingredients to perform the test.

I turned to Talianna and Kevin.

"Have you ever heard of a man called Paul Uhlenhuth?"

Talianna Periwinkle
Talianna Periwinkle

Oct-20-2007 10:50

"Paul Uhlenhuth?" I asked, still shaking. The name didn't seem to ring a bell, but then again I wasn't able to think clearly.
"Is he some sort of scientist?" Kevin asked. I furrowed my brows with concentrated thinking. Uhlenhuth... I should have been able to remember such a strange name...

My face suddenly lit up.

"Uhlenhuth! He was able to detect blood from other substances, right?" I asked. Mack nodded.

"More than that; he knew how to tell the difference between human and animal blood. That might be useful in this case. We need to know for sure what we're dealing with," Mack explained.

"Okay, and how exactly do we do that?" Kevin asked suspiciously. Tali grinned.
"Oh, it's not that difficult," Tali said. She opened one of the cupboards. "Just a few ingredients is all we need..."

Mack Hazard
Mack Hazard

Oct-20-2007 11:57

Kevin looked like a lost puppy.

"Paul Uhlenhuth," I explained to him, "was a German scientist who discovered that if he injected protein from a chicken egg into a rabbit, and then mixed the serum from the rabbit with the egg white, the egg proteins seperated from the liquid to from something called precipitin."

"What does that mean?" Kevin asked as Talianna handed me an egg, a bowl, and a spoon.

"It means it forms an antibody." explained Talianna as she went to get a bloody pan.

"Right," I said as I cracked the egg and made sure only the white came out.

"But what does rabbits have to do with anything?" Kevin asked.

"Sustitute the rabbit for a bloody pan."

Talianna handed me the pan and I took a little bit of egg white and swirled it around in the pan with the spoon.

"How does this prove anything?" asked Kevin.

"For some reason, the egg white forms an antibody for animal blood..." explained Talianna.

"But not human blood." Kevin finished, finally catching on.

"Right," I replied. I scrapped off what I had in the pan and placed back in the egg white.
"I don't know how long this will take." I looked up and saw Talianna looked very upset.

"I was just thinking about that pie I ate in the kitchen next door. What if..."

"I seriously doubt that a cannabal would use one of his own pies to stick in your face. Besides, it was blueberry remember."

"What are you talking about," asked Kevin. Quickly, I explained how Tailanna and I met next door and how Talianna face had been covered in pie when I found her. He laughed, but stopped quickly after seeing how Talianna's face didn't change and seemed unconvenced.

I made an effort to change the subject.

" I never did look in that hat box. I wonder what's inside."

Kevin Greene
Kevin Greene
Old Shoe

Oct-24-2007 15:05

"You watch the egg, um, thingy, I'll go check." I said. After all, I did get smacked with it!

I went to check the box, which was upside-down in the living room. I took the top off, and there was a hat, not surprisingly.

But it was a black and white pillbox hat, sold only by that gang the Green Hand.

Now, why would a man have a woman's hat from the Green Hand? I took it in to the kitchen.

"Has it worked yet?" I asked, "And how long should we wait before we determine it to be human?

"No, it hasn't worked, I forgot how long we should wait, and what's that?" Mack replied.

"This is a woman's pillbox hat from the Green Hand. Was he a foreigner? I asked. Maybe he was from London or Delhi, where Green Hand has gangs.

"No, he was born and raised in the Big Apple!" Talianna chimed in. She had been staring at the eggy blood for the whole time!

"Oh wait! There's a tag in here." I said, pulling out the tag. "Hats of the Hand, London, England."

Mack took the hat, and inside was a marking: Property of Gabriella Acton.

"What a find!" Talianna exclaimed. "Let's take the pan, and go check her out in the hall of records!"

It turns out That Ms. Acton is an active member of Green Hand in her native London, and was visiting her cousin Zach in New York, right around the time of the murder! Big uh-oh for Gabby!

Mack Hazard
Mack Hazard

Oct-24-2007 21:27

As we gathered up the experiment, a thought occurred to me.

"Kevin, before Talianna screamed you were going to show me something. What was it?"

Talianna, who was collecting a pan from the table, looked up. Her eyes full of intrest were focused on Kevin.

Mack Hazard
Mack Hazard

Oct-24-2007 21:55

I looked down at the experiment, my face redding. I was beginning to get worried about this result. Usually it took a couple of seconds for an antibody to appear. So far I saw nothing. Did I do the experiment right?

Or could it be something much worse?

Kevin Greene
Kevin Greene
Old Shoe

Oct-25-2007 00:50

"Um, the note, the note. Um, let's see..." I said, searching my pockets. "Oh, here it is!" I said, pulling out a chewing gum wrapper. We all chuckled, but Mack looked a little worried.

After I finally found the note, I showed it to the gals. It had three names on it: Christina Reinhardt, James Anderson, and Jerome Lormos.

Mack and Talianna both jumped. "I put Christina behind bars!" Mack exclaimed.

Talianna looked frightened, "I put Anderson in jail, for C-can..." Talianna stuttered. She couldn't finish her sentence. She just stared of deeply into space. I pulled a chair over for her and she sat down. Then Talianna turned and said the scariest thing.

"Cannibalism!" We all jumped at the word. We were still there in the Hall of Records, so we decided to look them up as well.

I guess that shows Mack's experiment was probably right.

Talianna explained some more. "I highly suspected cannibalism in the case. Then, I found human blood everywhere in his house! Then-"

Mack interrupted, "Oh no! It says here that James Anderson got parole three weeks ago!

"How does a murderer-kidnapper get off on parole?" Asked Talianna.

"That's our legal system, for ya!" I chimed in.

We looked up Zach Acton as well, since Talianna found that note listing him with several detectives. It turns out he is, or rather was, a detective himself. Looks like we got a gumshoe killer on our hands!

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