In Laod a light rain drizzled. It wasn't unusual during the pleasant summer to have a light downpour. It lasted for only a few minutes and then the sun broke through the clouds again, dragging the tourists from their lodges to historical sites, art shops and museums. Stefan Essen made his way to the station, grunting at the crowds in the streets. He hated tourists, they made his work harder than it was. Reports of robbery and murder were at an all-time high during the summer season. There were many unsolved cases from previous years, but none of them were as huge a deal as the disappearance and reappearance of the Royal Diamond necklace. The chief witness, Evangeline, the museum worker, was of zero help.Stefan's Senior Unit Chief wanted the case closed as soon as possible, and he was driving Stefan to a point of madness trying to find the man behind the name Danny Cooper. The pregnant woman who had caused the commotion at the museum had also been registered under a fake name. It did
Both men turned to each other in surprise as Lou spoke into the phone.“Stefan,” she drawled. “Yes, yes I know about protocols and all, but you have a lot on your hands, I will leave my report with your assistants…oh they are not your assistants? Could have fooled me…very professional indeed…lunch? No, that is not very professional, is it, Stefan, dear? How about some cigarettes?”Johann nudged Sebastian and they came to an agreement.As both men started to close in on Lou, she held the phone from her ear so that they could hear the last part of the conversation.“… Yes, just get the damn thing and put it on my desk!” Came Stefan's abrupt response. Johann and Sebastian stopped in their tracks. Lou smiled, embarrassed at Stefan's shouting, as she dropped the telephone back into its cradle.“I knew he would not mind, but Stefan needs to learn some manners, does he not?”Sebastian laughed. “He is our boss. We do not want to lose our jobs complaining about him.”“Of course not, and neith
"You look too excited," Albert observed as he took the package from her. They were in her house. Nancy was in the kitchen making food for lunch. She was wary of Albert but said nothing when Penelope asked her to make lunch for three. Penny had gotten rid of her wig to prevent shreds of evidence been traced back to her. Now she wore a lime green sweater and loose pants and walked barefoot across the Oriental rug in her living room. Her eyes sparkled."Penelope!"She jerked back to life. "What?""I don't like that look in your eyes. I understand that you once enjoyed the thrill of being the mistress of disguise, leaving the police scratching their heads in confusion while looking for loopholes to try to catch you but you are a respectable woman now with ..."She held up her hand and laughed. "Oh God Albert! I remember that I have a business to run."He narrowed his eyes at her turning the package containing the necklace over in his hands. He looked down at it. "That's good to know." He
Dear Midnight Fox, I received your package and I must confess I am immensely pleased. You've still got it in you. How were you able to manage it? Need I ask? You are the Midnight Fox after all! A beautiful woman like you. I wonder...are you married to your work? Your legal work I mean. Do you enjoy model campaigns and fashion shows? I used to watch you on the runway...Ah, I am getting ahead of myself. The first assignment was a success. The next is the Crepon jewelry - well it is like the Hutton Midvani jade necklace only difference is that this one comes with a pair of earrings, a bracelet and a ring. My father loved to collect shining things because my mother loved to wear them. Unfortunately, a great tragedy struck and the necklace was taken - stolen is the right word but in our line of trade such a word is a joke, is it not?Anyways, get the Crepon jewelry and send them to me. I enjoy working with you. In the future, I hope we can work as partners without having a middleman.
The next day after a less than comfortable nap in a seedy motel Penny took a bath and checked her schedule. The Crepon house was on a hill in the south of the country. It was situated in a quiet part of town which should make her work easier. Yet she knew it was dangerous to think so. Crepon mansion was bugged with state of art security systems. Since the return of the jewelry, there had been an attempt to steal them and the security systems made short work of the amateur who tried to rob them. Well, Penny thought to herself as she purchased a bus ticket that would take her to the countryside, she only needed to get into the house for now, dealing with the security system would come later.Getting to the countryside took 4 hours and she spent those hours strategizing. Once in the countryside, she took her bag containing her lockpicking kit concealed as an ordinary make-up bag into a busy diner, taking advantage of the rush hour, she entered the changing room and snagged a random unif
She only had to wait a couple of minutes until Keith and his partner drove off in a patrol car without noticing her van. Penny remained in the driver's seat. She couldn't execute her plan when everywhere was still so bright. By 6:30 pm a new patrol car came in. Hmm. There was a two-hour interval for every shift which meant it must have taken 30 minutes to drive from town to the hillside, she noted to herself. This meant she only had thirty minutes after Frank's shift to get into the house, retrieve the jewelry and escape before the next set of security came around. By 9 darkness had fallen over the hillside. As Penny watched from the rearview mirror another patrol car drove toward the mansion. She remained still. For the next two hours, she prepared herself for her mission. From the lockpicking kit, she took out a box of latex gloves and pulled them on, nylon gloves tore too easily, and while latex left a residue she still preferred them better. Taking off her face cap, she pulled h
"No one is here?""Yes, no one."The voices were loud above the whine of the siren in Penny's ears. Her heart was beating heavily. In less than a minute they would open the door and find her. The locks clicked and the door was swung open to reveal the dark foyer. The single policeman and the other guard who were on their shift for the night stood before the door. One sweep of the officer's flashlight brightened the foyer and came to a stop on a blonde woman. Her face was obscured by the smears of facial lotion and a face mask, her blonde hair was done half hazard into a braid that hung over her left shoulder. In her hand was a huge portrait of Mr. And Mrs. Crepon and the other woman. When the blonde woman held up the portrait with a stricken look on her face, both men could see that her full curvy body was barely covered in the sheerest night slip that hinted the rosy hue of her nipples and the tiny panties that covered the junction of her thighs."Who is there?" The woman demanded i
The local police department of Southern Foreda was in chaos. The Crepons were coming back to Foreda and they were in a terrible mood. Earlier that morning the news of the break-in had interrupted their vacation. Patricia Crepon was in a foul mood cursing the central police department to hell and back. She wanted the culprit found and jailed. A few hours ago they arrived at Foreda and drove immediately to the Southern police department. The walls shook from the shrill sounds of Patricia's voice. She wanted to know the progress of the investigation and no amount of soothing words from the Head Detective would calm her. "Did no one see nothing? Hear nothing?" She demanded."There is a witness from the night shift who claims...""And where are they now?!"The Head Officer harbored a deep hatred for Patricia Crepon. He hated her nasal, condescending tone. But there was nothing he could do other than to overlook her overbearing attitude. Turning to a junior officer he ordered that their si