AN: Ok, last chapter for today I think. I have to play a bit of the game to remember where I wanted to go with this. Which is bad since I already have the rest of the story written. Not sure what happened there. Oops! You know you haven't worked on a story in a long time when you can't remember what happens next. Life lesson learnt.


Nancy grimaced. "Not yet," she admitted. Rats. I mean mice.

"And why not?"

Because I hate mice, she thought.

"How many times do I have to tell you to do your job?"

Once. Because I have a notebook.

"Nancy, just because your uncle is rich, doesn't mean you get to slack off," Scott finished scolding her.

The red-head frowned. Slack off? Aren't I the one doing everyone's chores? Now that she thought about it, wasn't she always doing chores for someone on every case she took? Weird.

"Sorry…" she apologized quietly. "I'll do it first thing tomorrow, I promise."

"Good."