Zack's Angels Crime is (a) Lost Art
I do not own "Saved By the Bell", "Charlie's Angels", "Batman", "Wonder Woman" "DC Comics" or any of it's characters or stories. I'm just trying to have fun.
Chapter One
Jessie Spano sat behind the desk and turned on the speakerphone as Lisa Turtle and Kelly Kapowski lounged in the comfortable couches in front of the desk. The 3 recent grads of Bayside High had decided to fore go college for a while to work as private eyes for their friend Zack's new firm, Morris Investigations.
Zack still lived in Bayside but the girls had moved east to Gotham City, thinking the metropolis' high crime rates would lead to more cases and more fees. So they were able to keep in touch via the speakerphone and for some reason Zack liked the secretiveness of being heard but never seen.
A cold wave had gripped Gotham and the girls had started a fire in anticipation of Zack's call. They had worked a few minor cases but he promised them something big today. Jessie was the tallest of the three at 5 foot 10 and had long curly dark blonde hair and brown eyes. Having just come from the equestrian stables, she was wearing a white sweater, tan pants and knee high black leather riding boots.
Kelly was 5 foot 5 with shiny dark brown hair and big blue eyes. The former cheerleader seemed to have a perpetual smile on her face and was wearing a bright blue paint suit.
5 foot 3-inch Lisa was sweet honey but was definitely no push over. She was dressed casually in a white sweat shirt, bulky white legwarmers pulled up to the knees of her faded blue jeans and white tennis shoes with pink laces.
Pretty soon Zack's voice came through the speaker phone, "Hello Angels"
The 3 responded in unison "Good Morning Zack"
"I've got an important assignment for you, and it involves traveling"
"That's' why you told us to show up with our suitcases", Jessie said.
"Where to, Zack, I love to travel", Lisa said.
"Londinium. There's been a rash of strange burglaries of precious jewels and artwork. Royal Ireland Yard wants some unknowns to investigate because they are stumped. It seems every theft occurs when a mysterious heavy fog shrouds the area"