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The Gumshoe Gumption

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Vol. 1 Hands on Murder part 12-b [Apr. 12th, 2007|11:16 am]
The Gumshoe Gumption


[Current Location |Second Floor]
[mood |predatory]

Huldah whipped her head around so quickly the resounding crack of her neck filled the stairwell in a weird echoy way.


"Sorry ma'am, didn't mean to scare ya..." Mladen paused, and shifted his eyes around the room, then dropped his voice to a conspirtual whisper. "Have you...by any chance...have you seen my lego space ship? I hid it somewhere, and now I can't find it."

"Your...? Oh, um, no. I haven't."

Huldah's heart started to beat normally again, and a wicked grin spread across her face.

"Have you checked in the workshop, Mladen? Or main storage?"

"Hmmm, no I haven't." Mladen paused and looked thoughtful for a moment, then grinned and left the stair well with a bounce to his steps.

This could get interesting, Huldah though, and if I play my cards right...maybe...just maybe...I'll get a promotion after all...I mean, if there are no floor mangers left, they'll need to hire new ones, right?

Huldah quietly slipped up the stairs and continued up to the second floor. She ducked into the office and went into Cirra's office, noting that both Cirra, Elizabeth and Morona weren't in. She opened up one of the desk drawers and shuffled around, and smiled again when she found what she was looking for. As she left the office, she noticed a cashbox had been left sitting out. Huldah quickly opened it and grabbed a handful of fives and jammed it in her pocket. Might as well, she thought, and smirked, as she left the office.

As she was casually strolling across the floor, the lights suddenly went out, plunging the museum in semi darkness.