Chapter 2
"Hi Gran!" Shirley piped walking through the artefact filled room.
"Hi Shirley, how was school?"
"Fine" Shirley answered opening the bookcase, which lead to the staircase to her room,
"Stink pulled another prank on Alicia, she was fuming all day. A funny thing happened; Ms Stratmann was talking to this guy today and showed him around the school. He was particularly interested in the old classrooms except on his badge it said he was a professional window salesman".
"Why is that funny?" Gran asked in a slow voice as she did some moves of t'ai chi.
Shirley frowned while tying the laces of her boots,
"Why would a window salesman be interested in some old classrooms that are hardly ever used?"
"Maybe they're reinstalling them?"
"Hmm" Shirley chewed her lip, "Never-mind".
Inside she did mind, an awful lot! She wanted to get to her partner Bo as soon as possible.
"Bye Gran!" she called running through the door towards the big front door, "Oh, I'm going to get Bo - but I think you gathered that already".
And she headed out the door.
The girl moaned agonizingly, her left arm was in excruciating pain.
I should have remembered that they would blow the house up. Why, oh, why did I have to forget?
She winced again. Once her arm was secure in a sling she moved over to the huge world map that covered one wall of her room. There was about fifteen pins stuck on it each on a city but Alexanna had already noted that fact. Taking a pin from a box and using her right hand she thumped it into the paper.
What are they up to now? Why did they come back to Britain? They've been to London, Bonn, Paris, Madrid, Lisbon, Amsterdam, Hong Kong, Johannesburg, New York, Singapore, Sydney, Rio De Janeiro, Beijing, Stockholm and Oslo, so why were they back here? They said they're going to Redington - why there? I think it's time I let Shirley into this. Maybe she'll be able to have a look and maybe dig something up till I get out there.
With that last thought Alexanna sat down at her ever on and always over loaded computer.
Dear Shirley,
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This is not a social letter I'm afraid. There's something that you need to know. For five years I have been tracing a band of criminals. Sorry I had better start at the beginning. I have mentioned Inspector Goodyear many a time to you. When I was nine, at the beginning of my life as a junior detective, I read a report of a company called "Swatch". They sell antiques; well they did until the police discovered that the goods were stolen and that they were also selling a wide variety of drugs. But unfortunately, they disappeared before the police could nab them. Since then, for five years, they have been impossible to catch. I've done a lot of detective work and have found out where they have been but before I can pin them they're gone. The police are hopeless, Inspector Goodyear is really good but Commissioner Larkey scorns him so the police are way behind the company. Like you I can't keep my nose out of trouble and I've come so close to the actually main men that I could
touch them... I still haven't figured out how the company is actually exporting the drugs but I have a map of where they have been - diagram's enclosed
As you can see, they've stopped at some particular cities, which makes me wonder why? I can't think of a pattern but you may. The other night I came so close to having them, for some reason they met in an old house not far from here - why did they risk coming back to Britain? Maybe it's just me but I do think it's a bit of a coincidence that they should stop by me. Unfortunately, I let them slip through my fingers, I also forgot about the bomb. They blow up the building that they used so that no evidence can be traced, I forgot, I now have a sling to show for one little mistake.
To get to the point, I over heard them say they were heading to Redington, I immediately thought of you. Can you find out some information for me, maybe even trace them? I will be out shortly to join you and maybe we can get them behind bars. Hope you can help - I should be with you in two days
Good Luck!
Alexanna Kingsley
Click! The message was sent to Shirley. I hope she gets it soon and with that thought Alexanna stared to sort out her bag
"Hi Gran!" Shirley piped walking through the artefact filled room.
"Hi Shirley, how was school?"
"Fine" Shirley answered opening the bookcase, which lead to the staircase to her room,
"Stink pulled another prank on Alicia, she was fuming all day. A funny thing happened; Ms Stratmann was talking to this guy today and showed him around the school. He was particularly interested in the old classrooms except on his badge it said he was a professional window salesman".
"Why is that funny?" Gran asked in a slow voice as she did some moves of t'ai chi.
Shirley frowned while tying the laces of her boots,
"Why would a window salesman be interested in some old classrooms that are hardly ever used?"
"Maybe they're reinstalling them?"
"Hmm" Shirley chewed her lip, "Never-mind".
Inside she did mind, an awful lot! She wanted to get to her partner Bo as soon as possible.
"Bye Gran!" she called running through the door towards the big front door, "Oh, I'm going to get Bo - but I think you gathered that already".
And she headed out the door.
The girl moaned agonizingly, her left arm was in excruciating pain.
I should have remembered that they would blow the house up. Why, oh, why did I have to forget?
She winced again. Once her arm was secure in a sling she moved over to the huge world map that covered one wall of her room. There was about fifteen pins stuck on it each on a city but Alexanna had already noted that fact. Taking a pin from a box and using her right hand she thumped it into the paper.
What are they up to now? Why did they come back to Britain? They've been to London, Bonn, Paris, Madrid, Lisbon, Amsterdam, Hong Kong, Johannesburg, New York, Singapore, Sydney, Rio De Janeiro, Beijing, Stockholm and Oslo, so why were they back here? They said they're going to Redington - why there? I think it's time I let Shirley into this. Maybe she'll be able to have a look and maybe dig something up till I get out there.
With that last thought Alexanna sat down at her ever on and always over loaded computer.
Dear Shirley,
0x08 graphic
This is not a social letter I'm afraid. There's something that you need to know. For five years I have been tracing a band of criminals. Sorry I had better start at the beginning. I have mentioned Inspector Goodyear many a time to you. When I was nine, at the beginning of my life as a junior detective, I read a report of a company called "Swatch". They sell antiques; well they did until the police discovered that the goods were stolen and that they were also selling a wide variety of drugs. But unfortunately, they disappeared before the police could nab them. Since then, for five years, they have been impossible to catch. I've done a lot of detective work and have found out where they have been but before I can pin them they're gone. The police are hopeless, Inspector Goodyear is really good but Commissioner Larkey scorns him so the police are way behind the company. Like you I can't keep my nose out of trouble and I've come so close to the actually main men that I could
touch them... I still haven't figured out how the company is actually exporting the drugs but I have a map of where they have been - diagram's enclosed
As you can see, they've stopped at some particular cities, which makes me wonder why? I can't think of a pattern but you may. The other night I came so close to having them, for some reason they met in an old house not far from here - why did they risk coming back to Britain? Maybe it's just me but I do think it's a bit of a coincidence that they should stop by me. Unfortunately, I let them slip through my fingers, I also forgot about the bomb. They blow up the building that they used so that no evidence can be traced, I forgot, I now have a sling to show for one little mistake.
To get to the point, I over heard them say they were heading to Redington, I immediately thought of you. Can you find out some information for me, maybe even trace them? I will be out shortly to join you and maybe we can get them behind bars. Hope you can help - I should be with you in two days
Good Luck!
Alexanna Kingsley
Click! The message was sent to Shirley. I hope she gets it soon and with that thought Alexanna stared to sort out her bag