Framed

Chapter 9

By Son of the Specter 992

AN: Hi, SotS992 here, sorry it took so long to update but I have been busy graduating from ! school (like I'd reveal how old I am). Now I am in the comfort of my family's Maine summer house so I figured that I should write no matter what while I have the time.

"Jimmy!" Rachel yelled after the run away, escaped convict but it was too late, he was already out of sight. She was ready to get up and chase him when Harley grabbed her arm.

"Kudo is smart enough to not let himself get caught. We know where he is going. We should get the case file from your dad's office to help him out." Rachel nodded in agreement.

They turned and ran the other way towards the Moore Detective agency. The police were surrounding the house by the time the two teens got there. Rachel quietly led Harley around the house to the fire escape. To Harley's surprise, there were no police to be seen. They climbed the ladder and entered the office through the window. They could hear the police talking to Richard in the apartment on the floor above. The file was in plain view on the desk. Harley grabbed it and they both exited the office the way they came just in time to hear the creaking of the stairs as Inspector Worthington and Richard entered the office.

Harley and Rachel touched ground and looked up at the window they climbed down from. They could tell from the absence of noise that no one noticed the missing folder. The two then began a sprint to the house of the deceased Inspector McGuire.

When they arrived at the house next door, they went around to the back. There they found Jimmy Kudo looking in through the window at the crime scene.

Rachel was the first to speak. "What've you found Jimmy?"

Jimmy fell over in surprise. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" he whispered harshly.

"Sorry. So, what've you found?"

"Look up at the ceiling; there are two small holes about the size of screws. I'd say that someone set up a pulley to help with this plot. Another officer said that there was some glue remains on the rafters. I also found a cinderblock with some piano wire tied to it."

"Not bad detective." A voice from behind the group said. Everyone turned around to see a teen wearing a white tuxedo, a matching top hat, and a monocle.

Jimmy was the first one to speak up. "what are you doing here Kid? I feel low enough without you telling that I'm just like you."

"you've got me wrong detective. I'm here to help you out."

"Why would you help me? What's in it for you?"

"I'm doing it to repent for what I did."

Jimmy was confused. The group went back to their hideaway where Kid began to tell his story.

(AN: hope you like the weird little plot twist. Kid is my favorite villan and no case closed fic would be complete without him. I am still open to plot suggestions. Hopefully it won't take another 3 weeks or whatever for me to update. Please Review.)