Domino City Confidential 8

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Warning! Contains obscene language not suitable for children!

Chapter 8 – Chuz and Valentine

Kaiba was driving himself and Ryou to Threshers Avenue to meet a guy who Kaiba believed could point them in the right direction in the Sight Towel homicide investigation. The car pulled up just by the guy's house, where a staircase led to the front door.

"Play it cool McRyouson," said Kaiba as they stepped form the car. "Just follow my lead."

Kaiba led the way up the stairs, and when he reached the top, he banged on the door. However to Ryou's surprise, not a young hip guy that looked like he had connections stepped out, but an old woman. "What?" she said leering at them. Ryou whispered into Kaiba's ear, "I think we may have the wrong house, to which he replied, "I don't."

Kaiba showed his badge to the woman and said, "DCPD mam, is Chuz home?"

"Yeah, he's upstairs. I'll call him down."

"May we come in?"

"Whatever." Said the woman stepping aside to let them in.

Kaiba and Ryou walked in and made themselves comfortable on the sofa. They stared around the living room to see skateboards and puzzle on the floor. Who is this guy? Thought Ryou as he examined the skateboard, it doesn't seem like someone Kaiba would know.

"Chuz, get your ass down here!" yelled the woman up the stairs.

Kaiba and Ryou heard footsteps creeping down the stairs and then saw a tall grown body emerge into the living room. His face was hidden in shadow, which made Ryou very apprehensive. He seemed to be examining them for a moment, until he stepped forward to show his face. He was at least 40, with short brown hair and robed in pajamas.

"What the fuck do you want?" he said to them.

"Lieutenant Ryou McRyouson and Sergeant Seto Kaiba of the Domino City police force," said Ryou standing up, closely followed by Kaiba. "We'd like to ask you a few questions."

"Would you like some meatloaf?" said Chuz in the same deep voice.

"No thanks Chuz." Said Kaiba, as Ryou looked dumbfounded. "Here's a list of some names on a sheet." Kaiba handed over the sheet. "We need you to tell us if any of them own shotguns or drive a maroon mercury coop."

"Are you sure you don't want any meatloaf?" said Chuz surveying the sheet. "My mom can get you some right away."

"Was that old woman your mom?" said Ryou, who got no answer.

"Noah K." said Chuz after a couple of minutes. "I don't if he owns shotguns, but he drives a maroon mercury coop."

"Five minutes from here." Kaiba read from Ryou's list. "Let's go."

"Hey wait, what about your meatloaf?"

"We didn't want any."

"Nonsense. Mum! The meatloaf! Fuck!" yelled Chuz to the kitchen.

"Run!" said Kaiba to Ryou, and they both dashed out.

Meanwhile over in Appleton Bakura was knocking on Miss Valentine's door. The Veronica Lake look-alike Mai opened the door, but with a man half naked standing behind her. Bakura recognized the man as a city official who he could not remember the name.

"Hello officer, It's nice to see you again."

The half-naked city official walked over to stand by Mai, and he said to her, "Is everything alright doll? Want me to get rid of him?"

"Hit the road pal." Said Bakura with a tilt of his head.

"Maybe I will, but maybe I wont."

Bakura took out his badge and said, "DCPD shitberg get the fuck out of here or I'll call your wife to come and get you."

The man paused for a moment, then gathered up his socks and trousers and made his way out of Mai's house.

Bakura stepped in the house and shut the door behind him. Mai went over to her drink table and asked if he wanted one.

"I don't drink." Said Bakura shortly. "Listen Miss Valentine, an associa –"

"It's Mai, Mr…?" Mai interrupted.

"Officer McFlyerson Miss Valentine. As I was saying, an associate of yours, Miss Lefturns was murdered at a coffee shop. Care to comment."

"Well Susan and I starting working for Mr Von Schrauder about two years ago. She died her hair to look like Rita Hayworth, and Zigfried had a plastic surgeon to finish the work."

Bakura walked forwards to check out the house. It was much bigger than Bakura's, it was decorated with plants and paintings, with a huge bedroom.

"I had no idea prostitution paid this much." Said Bakura with a raised eyebrow.

"Zigfried is a very rich man."

"Tell me about Zigfried." Said Bakura, taking a seat on her couch.

"He started this business thirteen years ago, where he found girls who looked like movie stars to work for him. He doesn't let us do drugs and he doesn't abuse us. Can your policeman's mentality grasp those contradictions?"

Bakura stood up and approached her. "He had you cut to look like Veronica Lake." He said bluntly.

"Wrong. I'm really a brunette, but the rest is all me. I remember you form Christmas Eve. You have a thing for helping women don't you Officer McFlyerson?"

"Maybe I'm just fucking curious." Said Bakura going over to the door.

"You know there's blood on your shirt officer McFlyerson." Said Mai before he opened the door.

"It's my job."

"And this is mine."

Bakura was for the first time in his life stuck for words. He opened the door and left silently.