One late Wednesday afternoon, Fred Jones, Velma Dinkley, Shaggy Rogers, and Daphne Blake were sitting in Fred's law firm. They were listening to a woman tell her story. At least the gang had a job to do.
Their client was a woman who came here to Los Angeles from Utah. The woman was here in Los Angeles by airplane. She was here in Los Angeles for a week for a conference. Her badge told the gang she was a deputy sheriff. The gang turned out to like their new client right away.
The gang silently asked one another why would a woman police officer want to be involved with a group of four detectives? Velma decided to speak up.
"If you're a police officer, why did you come to this law firm?"
"I know it does seem a bit odd, but my department left this case unsolved. This is why I came to you."
Andrea didn't seem to pay any attention to the silent glances between the six friends. After she would leave this firm, she was going to check into Holiday Inn. The conference didn't start until a quarter till eight the next morning. Right now it was only five – twenty. Plenty of time for Andrea to take up some of her time with the gang.
"Were you and your sister identical or not?" Fred asked.
He had this feeling the others were thinking the same question he was.
"Yes, Virginia and I were identical twins. I was the oldest by ten minutes."
The name Virginia Webber did sound familiar to the gang.
"Was Virginia at home or on a tour when this happened?" Shaggy asked.
"She recently returned back here to Utah from a book tour. She wanted to start a new novel."
Fred's turn to ask a question.
"Was your sister alone when she came back to Utah from her book tour?"
"My department and I were told she was riding in a cab to her house."
"Was Virginia in the taxi alone with the driver?" Daphne questioned.
"That's where I can't answer. That was a missed detail," Andrea answered.
"Wow. A cold case on a well – known romance writer," Fred said once Andrea left the office.
"We solved a case on Andy, don't forget," Velma reminded him.
"I remember that, Velma," Shaggy replied as the five friends watched Fred turn off his computer and shut the light off and lock his office.
Patsy Logan, Fred's secretary, had already left home for the evening about fifteen minutes ago.
"Well, gang, looks like we have another mystery on our hands," Fred said, who was the leader of Mystery Inc.
The group nodded in agreement. The gang separated and went their own ways.