Author's Note: Thank you for waiting patiently. I took a little break, working on other stories, and personal stuff. Also thanks for the favorites and follows.

Before I start, special mentions to:

Ghostbuster30: Thank you! Enjoy the new chapter.

Tyvot: Thanks enjoy.

Dinosaur Imperial Soldier: Yes in this chapter Eddie and Linda (along with Roger) goes to Dolores's bar to get the cuffs off from Eddie, and in the next chapter Jessica drops by their office.

So read on and enjoy.

Chapter 8

Eddie and Linda went to the bar so Eddie can get out of the handcuffs. Roger was hidden under Eddie's coat, however; he was struggling to breathe. Every time the rabbit kicked, Linda or Eddie would tell Roger to stop.

The two spotted Dolores who was serving drinks.

"Dolores!" Eddie called.

"Dolores!" Linda called.

"DOLORES!" The siblings shouted over the rumble of the Red Car.

The waitress looked up, spotting them.

"Hey Eddie, Linda;" One of the guys said. "You guys made the front page today."

"Guess we made some ink," Eddie replied.

"What ink!" Another customer remarked.

Roger stuck his head out.

"Come on Eddie, let go." He insisted.

Linda and her brother pushed Roger back inside.

They turned around and faced Dolores.

"So tell me Eddie, is that a rabbit in your pocket…or are you just happy to see me?" She joked.

"Cut the comedy Dolores," Eddie said sharply. "I've had a very hard day. I got to get out of these cuffs."

"Oh swell," said Dolores.

The three adults went inside a room.

"Phew!" Roger exclaimed, sticking his head out. "Jeepers Eddie, that almost killed me!"

"Sorry about that," Linda apologized. "We had to keep you hidden for your own good."

"Ouch!" Eddie bumped his head against a ceiling lamp.

"What is this-some kind of a secret room?" Roger asked.

"It's a rot-gut room," Dolores explained. "Hold over from prohibition,"

"Oh I get it," said Roger. "A speakeasy, a gin mill, and a hooch parlor."

"Tools are up here Eddie," Dolores said.

"Look at this!" Roger remarked excitedly. "It's a spyhole,"

He pulls Eddie over to the side of a wall, knocking down a couple of boxes and bumped into Dolores.

"Jeepers Eddie, this'll be a great place to hide."

"You got to calm down Roger," Linda said as she helped Dolores get up.

"Crazy toon!" Eddie grumbled, carrying a case.

He bumps into a lamp.

"Watch your head," Roger said with glee.

Dolores closed the latch.

"I thought you said you'd never take another toon case." She snapped. "What did you have a change of heart?"

"Nothing's changed," Eddie retorted. "Somebody's made a patsy out of me and Linda, and we're going to find out why!"

He sits down on the bed facing the crate, with Roger next to him.

Eddie picks up the saw and started cutting the cuff.

"Hold still will ya?" He demanded.

Unaware, Roger slid his hand out from the cuff.

"Does this help?" Roger asks.

"Yeah thanks," Eddie replied, looking up.

He stops, realizing what Roger just did.

The rabbit quickly put his hand back into the cuff.

"Do you mean to tell me you could've taken your hand out of that cuff at any time?"

"No, not at any time;" Roger answered. "Only when it was funny,"

"Get out!" Eddie snarled.

Roger zoomed over, sitting down in a chair facing Dolores and Linda.

"Come on Eddie, where's your sense of humor?" Roger asked playfully.

"Is he always this funny…or only on days when he's wanted for murder?" Dolores asked.

"He's always this funny," said Linda.

"Listen, my philosophy is this…if you don't have a good sense of humor, you're better off dead." Roger stated.

"You may just get your wish…unless I can figure out what happened to this!" Eddie snapped.

He tossed a photo at Dolores.

"What is it Eddie?" Roger inquired.

"Just look at it,"

Dolores unfolded a picture of Marvin Acme's will hidden inside his jacket pocket.

"Mr. Acme's will," Roger said with a thoughtful expression.

"Yeah, and I think Maroon played the part of sound mind; and your wife the sound body." Eddie added.

"Very interesting," Linda commented.

"Why I resent that innuendo!" Roger exclaimed.

"What's the scheme Eddie?" Dolores questioned.

"I don't think they got the will," Eddie responded.

"But how do you know?"

"Because they were still looking for it after they killed him."

"Anything I can do?" Dolores inquired.

"Maybe you could go downtown and check the probate." Eddie suggested.

"Yeah, check the probate." Roger interjected. "Why, my Uncle Thumper had a problem with his probate…and he had to take these big pills and drink lots of water."

Dolores and Eddie gave him an odd look while Linda laughed.

"Oh you silly rabbit," She said.

"Not prostate you idiot!" Eddie scolded the toon. "Probate!"

"Let me get this straight," Roger said getting his facts straight. "You think that my boss R.K. Maroon…dropped a safe on Marvin Acme's head, so that he could get his hands on Toontown?"

"Yep," Eddie finally sawed off the cuff. "That's my hunch,"

He grabs his coat.

"Can he stay here for a couple of days?" Eddie asked.

"He's not going to do anything crazy is he?" Dolores asks.

"He's a toon, Dolores. That's part of his job," Linda broke in.

Roger was pushing a tool in his ears back and forth, humming and chuckling.

Eddie heads for the door.

"Where are you going?" Dolores asked.

"Back to the office," Eddie replied. "Come on Linda,"

"You be good now, Roger." Linda instructed. "Stay out of trouble."

"Okey dokey, Linda," Roger responded.

Linda follows Eddie and left.

A/N: OK, if you can just bear with me I'll update as soon as I can. More soon!