01-31-2015, 02:13 PM
Tommy knocked on the door to the Shale Mansion. He had been surprised to hear her call. She didn't seem the type to hire a PI, but that really didn't matter. Miss Shale wanted to hire him to find someone and she could definitely pay. That's all that mattered at this point.
An older gentleman opened the door and escorted Tommy to an office where Miss Shale sat at a desk. Upon entering, she rose and took his outstretched hand. He noticed a moment where her eyes changed into fear, but it was only a moment.
They both sat and Miss Shale handed him an envelope. "I'd like you to figure out who sent that and find him."
Tommy took the envelope and examined it. "Moscow postmark, no return address. May I examine the contents?" Although it was implied that he could, he made no assumptions. She nodded to him and Tommy emptied the contents onto the desk - two hundred CCD dollars and a note that read "Sorry for your loss." "Figuring out who sent it should be easy enough. If the sender licked the envelope to seal it, I can get a DNA sample. I could do a handwriting analysis too, but if this person trying to hide his handwriting it could be inconclusive. After that is finding - that could be difficult with a population such as Moscow, but not by any means impossible. It will just take time.
Tommy thought about it. The reason she was interested was obvious. This guy might know more about her parents death. He wondered what Miss Shale hoped to gain from this. "After I find him, what would you like me to do."
"I want enough information to be able to arrange a meeting with him."
Her voice was even and calm. Her eyes didn't flicker with maliciousness. As far as Tommy could tell, she only wanted to find and talk with this person. He didn't think that this sender was dangerous, but if that thought changed, he would inform Miss Shale. The job seemed easy enough. He pulled a contract out of his briefcase.
"Those are my rates - that plus expenses. I'm in and I'll get to work right away."
Miss Shale examined the contract and signed. Tommy gave her a copy and placed another in his briefcase. She handed him a business card with her personal number on it and an airline ticket. "Please keep me informed."
"Of course."
They bid their farewells and Tommy headed to his lab to get a DNA sample. His flight would leave O'Hare for Moscow the next day and he'd find whoever this mystery sender was.
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Edited by Emily Shale, Jan 31 2015, 02:14 PM.
An older gentleman opened the door and escorted Tommy to an office where Miss Shale sat at a desk. Upon entering, she rose and took his outstretched hand. He noticed a moment where her eyes changed into fear, but it was only a moment.
They both sat and Miss Shale handed him an envelope. "I'd like you to figure out who sent that and find him."
Tommy took the envelope and examined it. "Moscow postmark, no return address. May I examine the contents?" Although it was implied that he could, he made no assumptions. She nodded to him and Tommy emptied the contents onto the desk - two hundred CCD dollars and a note that read "Sorry for your loss." "Figuring out who sent it should be easy enough. If the sender licked the envelope to seal it, I can get a DNA sample. I could do a handwriting analysis too, but if this person trying to hide his handwriting it could be inconclusive. After that is finding - that could be difficult with a population such as Moscow, but not by any means impossible. It will just take time.
Tommy thought about it. The reason she was interested was obvious. This guy might know more about her parents death. He wondered what Miss Shale hoped to gain from this. "After I find him, what would you like me to do."
"I want enough information to be able to arrange a meeting with him."
Her voice was even and calm. Her eyes didn't flicker with maliciousness. As far as Tommy could tell, she only wanted to find and talk with this person. He didn't think that this sender was dangerous, but if that thought changed, he would inform Miss Shale. The job seemed easy enough. He pulled a contract out of his briefcase.
"Those are my rates - that plus expenses. I'm in and I'll get to work right away."
Miss Shale examined the contract and signed. Tommy gave her a copy and placed another in his briefcase. She handed him a business card with her personal number on it and an airline ticket. "Please keep me informed."
"Of course."
They bid their farewells and Tommy headed to his lab to get a DNA sample. His flight would leave O'Hare for Moscow the next day and he'd find whoever this mystery sender was.
Edited by Emily Shale, Jan 31 2015, 02:14 PM.