Nancy Drew: The Case of the Moonlight Riddle
Chapter I
Drew vs. Henderson
Young and beautiful Nancy Drew awoke one morning to the smell of buttermilk pancakes and the sound of bacon sizzling on the skillet. Nancy had titan blonde hair and blue eyes as icy as the winter, yet as welcoming as a warm breeze on a spring day.
She carefully eased herself out of her bed and headed for the shower. Nancy had a big day ahead of her. Today she was going with her father to court to watch him fight for the Riverdale forest to be named a preserve because of its historical significance.
The forest was once a Native American Tribes sacred burial ground back when Columbus discovered America and her father had evidence to prove this was indeed a fact. Her father, Mr. Carson Drew, the famous and esteemed lawyer believed it should be protected and kept in its natural glory, whereas his opponent, Mr. Henderson, wanted to buy the woods and rent them out as sets for movies. He believed the woods possessed nothing extraordinary and felt that we would be wasting money by protecting them, when they obviously are nothing special. Unbeknownst to the court, he was fighting to buy the forest only because he thought it would be an easy money maker.
Nancy emerged from the shower dripping wet and squeaky clean. Grabbing her towel, she dried off on her maroon bathroom rug and entered her bedroom with her towel wrapped securely around her.
Today she needed to be comfortable, yet still look like a professional for today was the day she would get to work alongside her father as his paralegal. Nancy finally decided on a pair of white Russian trousers with gold buttons in front. She then picked out an orange sherbet button down blouse with white polka dots and buttons to tuck into her trousers. The shoes she decided on were white casual heels that covered her toes. She then combed her hair and styled it to curl on the bottom and added a simple white headband to finish off the look.
Nancy then escaped to her vanity table to add on a simple gold chain necklace to clasp around her visible bronze neck. She then added some carnation pink eye makeup and blush. Nancy then completed her makeup by adding rosy red lipstick and bounded downstairs for breakfast.
Hannah Gruen, the Drew's housekeeper, had just finished taking the breakfast off the stove when Nancy glided in. Hannah had been the Drew's housekeeper since back when Nancy was a little girl and her mother had passed away. Now Hannah was treated as a part of the family and was the motherly figure of Nancy's life. Hannah also took the responsibilities of a mother and worried sick about Nancy when she was working on a case.
Just as Nancy finished situating herself at the table, her father, Carson Drew, walked in looking as charming as a king. He was dressed up in his usual black court pants and jacket with his white button down shirt and his chestnut brown hair freshly slicked back. He carried his briefcase with him and set it down as he sat at the table. Just as he touched the seat, he received a chirpy "Hello" from Nancy.
"Why good morning Nancy dear," Mr. Drew exclaimed. "Are you ready for the big day ahead of us?"
"You bet Dad!" Nancy proclaimed.
"That's my girl. Eat up; you will need all the energy you can get. Mr. Henderson is a tough man to beat and he will stop at nothing to get more money. We need our wits about us and cannot be snoozing on the job."
"I know dad. I am a responsible young adult. If I wasn't, would you have picked me to be your paralegal?"
"I guess not," Mr. Drew admitted.
"Exactly," Nancy declared.
"Just how much sleep did you get last night?" Mr. Drew enquired while trying to switch the subject.
"About 10 hours. Why?"
"I only slept for about 4 because I was up all night putting the finishing touches to my argument. If I start looking like I am about to conk out on shoulder, please do look for some un-obnoxious yet successful way to keep me awake."
"Okay," Nancy joked. "I will be sure to poke you with a pin so you wake up the sleeping people with your shrill scream."
Just as the Drew's were finishing up eating, Hannah walked in with the mail.
"Nancy," Hannah proclaimed. "There is a letter here addressed to Miss. Nancy Drew, but it doesn't have a return address on it. I wonder whom it came from. Open it quickly before you have a chance to leave and forget about it."
"Trust me Hannah, nothing smells more like a mystery tan a letter addressed to me with no return label," Nancy joked.
Nancy then opened the letter and quizzically read it out loud to her father and Hannah Gruen.