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Tracy and Tricia: Some Detective Work of Their Own – Page 4

A few minutes later, a couple of spot lights came on, shining on a box amongst the four figures in the front.  Once it was opened, it revealed a gem in the center.  A gem which seemed to glow.  "The Glowing Gem."  Tracy whispered to herself.

"This gem is what I figure you are here for.  The bidding price will start at 10,000,000 dollars.  Anyone who can afford this or higher is invited to Honolulu, Hawaii on April 17, where the auction will be held.  Accommodations will be made starting on April 15.  For right now, we are headed to Orlando, Florida.  You may come up and look at the gem for the next ten minutes."  The man said.  Tracy got up and went to the front of the room to look at the gem.

After five minutes, she exited the room and returned to the bar, where Tricia was waiting.  "So, how did it go?"  Tricia asked.

"The bidding starts at 10 million dollars, and the auction’s being held in Honolulu, Hawaii."

"Whoa!  Where are they off to next?"

"Shhhh…"  Tracy said as the two couples passed by them.  "Orlando, Florida.  You know, I think I recognize those two girls."  She thought for a moment.  "Now I remember!  They were two of the Amazons that captured us in South America!"  With that, the two girls followed the couples outside, got in their car, and returned to the hotel.

The next morning, they got up and went to the airport to catch a plane ride to Orlando.  Arriving at the airport, they rented a car, and drove to a nearby hotel.  After checking in, they scanned the hotels in the area to see in which hotel the couples had chosen to stay.  They made arrangements to be awakened when the couples moved and went to sleep.

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"Yes, or an alarm goes off," the man replied.

"Could you alert me when the couples in rooms 335 and 336 come down?"  She said, writing something down on a sheet of paper.  "Could you give them this?"  She said, handing him the paper.  He nodded, she gave him her number at the other hotel, and they left."

Once they had arrived and were getting ready to sleep, Tricia asked Tracy, "What did you put in that note?"

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"Tracy?!  How did you…  Why did you…"

"Karin explained it to me.  How’s the hunt going?"

"Well, I saw the two of them today.  They had two ladies with them.  They’re trying to start some kind of auction.  I think they’re carrying the gem in a suit case with them."

"I see."

"I figure that if I can get the gem from them one of these times, then we can have this case solved and Adam will go back to work again."

"Could I help?"

"You bet!  I’m getting tired, tracking these people.  The only problem is how to get you over here.  I mean, that would make me suspicious!"

"Right."  Tracy said, thinking.  "I know!!  I could give you a call in a couple of days from my house!"  She proceeded to give Tricia the number, so she would know who to call when her pager went off, then hung up.  She picked up the receiver once again, and called her mom…

 

When she was at her mom’s house, she called Tricia once again.  "So what’s your plan?"  Tricia asked.

"I got my mom to ask me to come home to plan for the wedding, then I had Adam call me here.  Now I can come and help you."

"But what if he calls your house again?"

"My mom will say that I can’t be reached, and call me to tell me to call him back!"

"But how does he know you were ever there?"

"I let him hear my mom on her answering machine before I picked up the phone!"

"Oh!!  I get it."  She proceeded to give Tracy her location, and Tracy got on the next plane headed there.  Arriving at the airport, Tracy exited her plane and headed toward the baggage claim where Tricia was waiting for her.  The came toward each other, and Tricia said, "How was the flight?"

"Swell.  Where are the thieves?"

"They, and their girls, went to sleep a few hours ago in their hotel.  They do their business transactions at night."

"Oh.  Can you take me there?"

"Sure," Tricia said, "But first I think we ought to stop by our hotel room and drop off your suitcases."

"Now there’s a good idea."  Tracy responded.  They left the airport and went to their hotel room.  After they stopped off there, they went to the thieves hotel, and the "Do Not Disturb" sign was outside their door.  Tricia and Tracy checked downstairs with the man at the desk, and he said that they hadn’t left the building.

Tricia commented to Tracy, after looking at her watch, "It’s going to be a while until they wake up.  What do you suggest we do until then?"

"Well, one of us should stay and watch them, while the other gets some rest."

"But what if they go to fly away?  How will the one of us get the other up?"

"Good question.  I guess we had better stay together."

"So, let’s go get a little ’shut eye’."

"I’ve got an idea."  Going over to the desk again, Track asked the man, "Does everyone who stays here have to turn in their key before leaving the hotel?"

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Little did I know of what was going on "behind the scenes" at my house.  A couple of my friends decided that if I wasn’t going to solve the case, they were going to try.  You see, before Tricia had taken off for Vegas, she told Karin that she had gotten a lead and was going to help me out.  So, one day at my house, while I was out job hunting, Tracy and Karin got to talking about Tricia.  "You know," Tracy started, "It’s not like Tricia to just take off all of a sudden, spontaneously."

Kristin and Katie: Our Girlfriends? – Page 5

“Those two are the men we followed to South America!” They soon left, and with two girls of their own.

“I recognize those two.” Noah said. “They’re girls from the Amazon camp!!”

“Right! Now I remember them. I wasn’t used to seeing them dressed like that!” Kristin stated.

“I think I’ll go have a chat with our friendly neighborhood bartender.” I said, getting up. “Excuse me, ladies.” I walked over to the bartender, and leaned over onto the bar.

“What’ll it be?” He asked, cleaning out a glass.

“What do you know about those two who just left?”

“Who? The dames, or the fellas?”

“Either.”