Part III to conclusion-Mystery at Sleepy Creek
DISCLAIMER: Found in Part I
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Lee and Amanda are assigned to solve a string of murders at a West Virginia
dinner theatre over the Halloween weekend.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'm trying to get away from the romance, everyone, but having a hard time.
I will also work on building a better story. Thanks for listening. Enjoy
PART III
Amanda wore a sleeveless, revealing midnight blue nightgown for bed.
"You can use the bathroom, now, Lee." She turned to look for him. He snuck up behind her, wrapping
his arms around her waist, and kissing her neck. The sensation caused shivers up her back. Amanda
turned toward Lee, snuggling in his embrace, and looked up into his beautiful, hazel eyes with her hands
on his lapels.
"You have no right to look so beautiful, and smell so sweet, Mrs. Simpson, you're making it very difficult
for me to keep control of my emotions and hormones." He kissed her lightly. "Wait up for me, would you?
We have to talk about tomorrow's itinerary."
"Don't worry, Lee, I will," smiled Amanda.
Amanda sat on the queen size bed waiting for him. Fresh from his shower, Lee noticed that she was
looking sleepy, and promised himself to keep the briefing short.
Lee sat next to her, and explained that they would have brunch with the rest of the guests tomorrow,
then briefly take a tour of the nearby town of Clarksburg. They would stop by the library to research
the back issues of the town newspapers to ascertain any interesting information in connection with the
CM-19. Lee suggested they also visit the surveyor/architect's office to review construction plans
for possible alternate entrances to the A. I. W. L. site.
That night at dinner and a Halloween dance, observing everyone would be their most effective way
towards solving this mystery.
Amanda took all this information in quite handily, despite her tiredness. "Amanda, I think we'd better
call it a night, so I'll say goodnight," voiced Lee. He took her in his arms, held her tightly, and kissed
her with all the passion he was feeling. Amanda responded instantaneously, feeling her hormones
checking in again. Lee lightly probed at her lips with his tongue, asking for entrance. She opened her
mouth gladly, their tongues dancing wildly. Lee's hands began a journey over her body , rubbing her
stomach, traveling upward toward her breasts, feeling her shiver through the thin material of her gown.
He abruptly stopped.
"No," she protested, breaking the kiss, and looking into his eyes, the message from her saying "don't
stop please." "Lee, what's wrong?"
"I can't, Amanda, I can't," He sat with his head in his hands. "Don't you understand. This relationship
with you is so special to me," he turned and looked her straight in the eyes. "It's not just a one night stand,
I want this to last forever," he said, taking her hands. "Leslie was a substitute for you, and a wake-up
call for me, that's it's been you all along. The clincher occurred when I said your name in the heat of
passion," Lee continued.
"I love you, Amanda, so much." moving a lock of hair away from her face, and caressing her cheek.
She grabbed his hand, and kissed it, "I love you, too, Lee, for so long now. I understand, we'll take
it slow tonight." She leaned in and kissed him goodnight. "Goodnight, Lee. I love you."
"Cuddle with me, Amanda," Lee smiled and both fell asleep with their arms entwined around one
another.
PART IV
Halloween morning was clear and cool. The brunch provided by the theatre was delicious. Afterward,
the two agents drove to Clarksburg , and commented on the small town beauty. They spent about an hour
at the local library looking at back issues of the town papers. Lee found two brief articles about the CM-19
on when production started on the missile. Amanda produced nothing effective.
Later on that afternoon, at the architect's office, the construction plans for A. I. W. L. showed a lesser
known back entrance which could be used. Lee took a copy of that part of the plans.
The two drove out to view A. I. W. L. As they approached, the guard took note of the silver Vette.
Lee worked his way around the back to get a look at the alternate entrance. It was unguarded.
As Lee turned the Vette around to exit, shots rang out, and hit the side window. "Amanda, get down,"
shouted Lee. He maneuvered the Vette out of the range of the bullets. "Whew, that was too close for
comfort." Scarecrow drove rapidly back to Sleepy Creek.
For the Halloween party that night, Lee's costume was Dracula. Never had the monster looked so good.
When Amanda came out of the bathroom with her costume on, what there was of it, a harem outfit,
all the right body parts were revealed, including her belly button. Without thinking. Lee remarked,
"Amanda, you can't wear that in public, I won't let you."
His partner became angry. "You won't let me. You don't own me, Lee. I'm not really your wife. Who
are you to dictate to me what I can or cannot do!"
Well, things had been going well. Lee took both her hands. "I'm sorry, you're right. It's just that you
look so beautiful, I don't want to share you with any other man. Forgive me?"
"This time," agreed Amanda, "look, it's only for one night. We have to work tonight anyway, remember?"
"Yeah, mostly observation. If someone makes a move on you, their history, understand."
"Yes, sir, understood." Amanda was trying to lighten the mood.
Dinner was very good, and the Simpson's danced almost every dance. Lee saw Lindley directing the
waiters,and alternately keeping an eye on himself and Amanda. Previously, Lindley had called the head
of the whole perpetration, Frederick Umball. Lindley was told to deal with the agents.
"The Ghost Walks at Midnight" started with a prominent family member of the Van Sant's murdered
by an assassin's knife trying to save the family treasure. This was Ludwig Van Sant. The guests were
told to look around for any evidence in connection with Ludwig's plight. Pieces of jewelry were found
scattered about. The lights suddenly darkened. The ghost of Ludwig appeared next, walking with a large
sword, avenging any wrongdoer from tryng to steal the family treasure. He moaned at the guests, and
was all decked out in pasty white clothing . Then, he was gone, as suddenly as he had appeared. The
lihts came back on, and Mark Lindley was found on the floor, dead, amid screams from the female guests.
Backstage, Frederick Umball, looked on with a self-satisfied smile, the second half of his plan having been
completed. The local police took care of the body. Lee and Amanda kept track of everything.
Tomorrow night, the rest of the CM-19 missile plans would be confiscated from A. I. W. L., and the
American agents would have to be killed
The drama continued Saturday with a brunch, and the guests trying to guess from further planted
evidence who the murderer was.
Lee and Amanda slipped out around 2:00 p.m. to A. I. W. L to try and prevent any further plans for
the CM-19 from being stolen. They entered the back way to the plant. The next instant, Umball
had a gun at their backs. "Mr. Stetson , and Mrs. King, welcome. Nice of you to pay us a social
call" seethed Umball. "Too bad, it's such a short stay."
"Please follow me," Umball led the way to a windowless, basement room. "Hope you are comfortable
here. Better say your goodbyes, the gas kicks off in half an hour." "What about the rest of the CM-19
plans, Umball?" "Taken care of, Stetson. Don't worry your little agent head about it."
Umball left, arranging for the poison gas to start filtering in the basement room in the next twenty
minutes. "Lee, what can we do?" Amanda was frightened.
Lee looked around, and asked "Hand me that crowbar, quickly." Lee tried to loosen the overhead
register . It loosened somewhat. Finally, after further probing, 15 minutes had gone by, and the
grate came off. "Quickly, up through here," he warned Amanda, "no time to spare. I'll follow
behind you." Lee managed to squeeze in after her, "follow it all the way to the end, hurry, Amanda."
Moving as quickly as she could, and with very sore knees, Amanda and Lee met the end of the register
system with breakneck speed. As they jumped clear, the gas filtered through the grate tunnel behind
them.
"Hurry, out the back exit." Lee grabbed her hand. They turned the Vette toward the dinner theatre.
Upon arrival, they saw Umball loading a white van. Stealthily, Lee crept to the back of a nearby
car unnoticed. He had retrieved another weapon from his car. Umball closed the backdoor of the
vehicle. Lee sneaked into the van using the same door, waiting for Umball to return.
Scarecrow disabled the German subversive. Umball and his cohorts were turned over to local
Government agents . They would be tried for the three murders. These three men found out
about the confiscation of the CM-19 plans, and wanted a share of profits after the sale to the
Germans. Now the case was concluded.
Lee checked in with Billy, upon concluding the A. I. W. L. case, and was told "good job done",
for Amanda and himself. Also they were given Monday off.
Amanda and Lee attended the farewell party given by Sleepy Creek, Saturday night. They were
congratulated by all the guests on their solving of the murders. Lee did not like the limelight, so
they quickly returned to their table.
Later on, when the guests filtered out, and the band was still playing, Lee and Amanda danced to
the soft, romantic music. Lee held his partner, friend, and someday soon, lover closely, kissing
her forehead . He reveled in her closeness, and he knew he wanted to be with her forever
THE END
DISCLAIMER: Found in Part I
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Lee and Amanda are assigned to solve a string of murders at a West Virginia
dinner theatre over the Halloween weekend.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'm trying to get away from the romance, everyone, but having a hard time.
I will also work on building a better story. Thanks for listening. Enjoy
PART III
Amanda wore a sleeveless, revealing midnight blue nightgown for bed.
"You can use the bathroom, now, Lee." She turned to look for him. He snuck up behind her, wrapping
his arms around her waist, and kissing her neck. The sensation caused shivers up her back. Amanda
turned toward Lee, snuggling in his embrace, and looked up into his beautiful, hazel eyes with her hands
on his lapels.
"You have no right to look so beautiful, and smell so sweet, Mrs. Simpson, you're making it very difficult
for me to keep control of my emotions and hormones." He kissed her lightly. "Wait up for me, would you?
We have to talk about tomorrow's itinerary."
"Don't worry, Lee, I will," smiled Amanda.
Amanda sat on the queen size bed waiting for him. Fresh from his shower, Lee noticed that she was
looking sleepy, and promised himself to keep the briefing short.
Lee sat next to her, and explained that they would have brunch with the rest of the guests tomorrow,
then briefly take a tour of the nearby town of Clarksburg. They would stop by the library to research
the back issues of the town newspapers to ascertain any interesting information in connection with the
CM-19. Lee suggested they also visit the surveyor/architect's office to review construction plans
for possible alternate entrances to the A. I. W. L. site.
That night at dinner and a Halloween dance, observing everyone would be their most effective way
towards solving this mystery.
Amanda took all this information in quite handily, despite her tiredness. "Amanda, I think we'd better
call it a night, so I'll say goodnight," voiced Lee. He took her in his arms, held her tightly, and kissed
her with all the passion he was feeling. Amanda responded instantaneously, feeling her hormones
checking in again. Lee lightly probed at her lips with his tongue, asking for entrance. She opened her
mouth gladly, their tongues dancing wildly. Lee's hands began a journey over her body , rubbing her
stomach, traveling upward toward her breasts, feeling her shiver through the thin material of her gown.
He abruptly stopped.
"No," she protested, breaking the kiss, and looking into his eyes, the message from her saying "don't
stop please." "Lee, what's wrong?"
"I can't, Amanda, I can't," He sat with his head in his hands. "Don't you understand. This relationship
with you is so special to me," he turned and looked her straight in the eyes. "It's not just a one night stand,
I want this to last forever," he said, taking her hands. "Leslie was a substitute for you, and a wake-up
call for me, that's it's been you all along. The clincher occurred when I said your name in the heat of
passion," Lee continued.
"I love you, Amanda, so much." moving a lock of hair away from her face, and caressing her cheek.
She grabbed his hand, and kissed it, "I love you, too, Lee, for so long now. I understand, we'll take
it slow tonight." She leaned in and kissed him goodnight. "Goodnight, Lee. I love you."
"Cuddle with me, Amanda," Lee smiled and both fell asleep with their arms entwined around one
another.
PART IV
Halloween morning was clear and cool. The brunch provided by the theatre was delicious. Afterward,
the two agents drove to Clarksburg , and commented on the small town beauty. They spent about an hour
at the local library looking at back issues of the town papers. Lee found two brief articles about the CM-19
on when production started on the missile. Amanda produced nothing effective.
Later on that afternoon, at the architect's office, the construction plans for A. I. W. L. showed a lesser
known back entrance which could be used. Lee took a copy of that part of the plans.
The two drove out to view A. I. W. L. As they approached, the guard took note of the silver Vette.
Lee worked his way around the back to get a look at the alternate entrance. It was unguarded.
As Lee turned the Vette around to exit, shots rang out, and hit the side window. "Amanda, get down,"
shouted Lee. He maneuvered the Vette out of the range of the bullets. "Whew, that was too close for
comfort." Scarecrow drove rapidly back to Sleepy Creek.
For the Halloween party that night, Lee's costume was Dracula. Never had the monster looked so good.
When Amanda came out of the bathroom with her costume on, what there was of it, a harem outfit,
all the right body parts were revealed, including her belly button. Without thinking. Lee remarked,
"Amanda, you can't wear that in public, I won't let you."
His partner became angry. "You won't let me. You don't own me, Lee. I'm not really your wife. Who
are you to dictate to me what I can or cannot do!"
Well, things had been going well. Lee took both her hands. "I'm sorry, you're right. It's just that you
look so beautiful, I don't want to share you with any other man. Forgive me?"
"This time," agreed Amanda, "look, it's only for one night. We have to work tonight anyway, remember?"
"Yeah, mostly observation. If someone makes a move on you, their history, understand."
"Yes, sir, understood." Amanda was trying to lighten the mood.
Dinner was very good, and the Simpson's danced almost every dance. Lee saw Lindley directing the
waiters,and alternately keeping an eye on himself and Amanda. Previously, Lindley had called the head
of the whole perpetration, Frederick Umball. Lindley was told to deal with the agents.
"The Ghost Walks at Midnight" started with a prominent family member of the Van Sant's murdered
by an assassin's knife trying to save the family treasure. This was Ludwig Van Sant. The guests were
told to look around for any evidence in connection with Ludwig's plight. Pieces of jewelry were found
scattered about. The lights suddenly darkened. The ghost of Ludwig appeared next, walking with a large
sword, avenging any wrongdoer from tryng to steal the family treasure. He moaned at the guests, and
was all decked out in pasty white clothing . Then, he was gone, as suddenly as he had appeared. The
lihts came back on, and Mark Lindley was found on the floor, dead, amid screams from the female guests.
Backstage, Frederick Umball, looked on with a self-satisfied smile, the second half of his plan having been
completed. The local police took care of the body. Lee and Amanda kept track of everything.
Tomorrow night, the rest of the CM-19 missile plans would be confiscated from A. I. W. L., and the
American agents would have to be killed
The drama continued Saturday with a brunch, and the guests trying to guess from further planted
evidence who the murderer was.
Lee and Amanda slipped out around 2:00 p.m. to A. I. W. L to try and prevent any further plans for
the CM-19 from being stolen. They entered the back way to the plant. The next instant, Umball
had a gun at their backs. "Mr. Stetson , and Mrs. King, welcome. Nice of you to pay us a social
call" seethed Umball. "Too bad, it's such a short stay."
"Please follow me," Umball led the way to a windowless, basement room. "Hope you are comfortable
here. Better say your goodbyes, the gas kicks off in half an hour." "What about the rest of the CM-19
plans, Umball?" "Taken care of, Stetson. Don't worry your little agent head about it."
Umball left, arranging for the poison gas to start filtering in the basement room in the next twenty
minutes. "Lee, what can we do?" Amanda was frightened.
Lee looked around, and asked "Hand me that crowbar, quickly." Lee tried to loosen the overhead
register . It loosened somewhat. Finally, after further probing, 15 minutes had gone by, and the
grate came off. "Quickly, up through here," he warned Amanda, "no time to spare. I'll follow
behind you." Lee managed to squeeze in after her, "follow it all the way to the end, hurry, Amanda."
Moving as quickly as she could, and with very sore knees, Amanda and Lee met the end of the register
system with breakneck speed. As they jumped clear, the gas filtered through the grate tunnel behind
them.
"Hurry, out the back exit." Lee grabbed her hand. They turned the Vette toward the dinner theatre.
Upon arrival, they saw Umball loading a white van. Stealthily, Lee crept to the back of a nearby
car unnoticed. He had retrieved another weapon from his car. Umball closed the backdoor of the
vehicle. Lee sneaked into the van using the same door, waiting for Umball to return.
Scarecrow disabled the German subversive. Umball and his cohorts were turned over to local
Government agents . They would be tried for the three murders. These three men found out
about the confiscation of the CM-19 plans, and wanted a share of profits after the sale to the
Germans. Now the case was concluded.
Lee checked in with Billy, upon concluding the A. I. W. L. case, and was told "good job done",
for Amanda and himself. Also they were given Monday off.
Amanda and Lee attended the farewell party given by Sleepy Creek, Saturday night. They were
congratulated by all the guests on their solving of the murders. Lee did not like the limelight, so
they quickly returned to their table.
Later on, when the guests filtered out, and the band was still playing, Lee and Amanda danced to
the soft, romantic music. Lee held his partner, friend, and someday soon, lover closely, kissing
her forehead . He reveled in her closeness, and he knew he wanted to be with her forever
THE END