THE CASE OF THE AMAZING ACCUSATION
A SHIRLEY HOLMES FANFICTION STORY
DISCLAIMER/ AUTHOR'S NOTE: WHAT MORE IS THERE TO SAY? EVERYONE YOU DON'T KNOW FROM THE SHOW BELONGS TO ME. EVERYONE ELSE TO CREDO AND FOREFRONT. THIS IS THE THIRD PART IN MAGICAL MYSTERIES SERIE. IF YOU WANT TO GET THE WHOLE PICTURE I SUGGEST YOU READ "THE CASE OF THE CRAZY KIDNAPPING" AND "THE CASE OF THE CUNNING CELEBRITY" FIRST, IN THAT ORDER. IN THIS PART OF THE STORY, PART OF JEFFREY'S PAST IS REVEALED. WELL, RUN OUT OF WITTY THINGS TO SAY HERE. JUST HAVE FUN READING
CHAPTER 1: HOW IT GOT STARTED…
The only thing in the small room was a square table and four chairs. The room held a scary atmosphere that became more intense as four men entered the room. They each took a seat at the table in total silence. The man that seemed to be the leader reached into to his coat pocket and grabbed a packet of Morley's cigarettes. He wasn't exactly fond of the x-files or something – he didn't see himself as the cigarette smoking man. – He just liked the brand a lot. He took a cigarette from the package and returned the package to his coat pocket. Then he took a gold-plated lighter and lighted his cigarette. He inhaled some smoke and blew it into the lightbulb situated over the table. He also moved the lighter in his free hand in a nervous manner. His face, although barely visible hidden behind the large hat, had an angry expression. Then, he addressed the other men present.
"I'm sad to say that the latest have disappointed me."
One of the men seemed to be surprised. He looked up at his leader like he wanted an explanation. He got it right away.
"80% of our missions are in danger or have already failed because of one person. That person is a threat to our existence and must be taken out of the game." he said.
"Is it a FED? Someone from Interpol? Or maybe just a regular cop?" the man opposite to the leader asked.
"Even worse! It's a kid named Shirley Holmes!" the leader bellowed. The men didn't know whether to laugh or take him seriously. They all suppressed a chuckle. The man to the right of the leader managed to ask something without laughing.
"Holmes? Like in Sherlock Holmes?"
"Indeed." the leader answered. After a pause he continued. "With the same deducting powers of her great grand uncle she has managed to find and catch most of our people and to hand them over to the police. In all that nosy snooping she is assisted by two friends and one of them might be familiar to you." He pushed a button on the side of the table and a projector came from the wall. It switched itself on and projected the image of a boy on the wall on the other side of the room. The leader continued his monologue. "This is Jeffrey Brisbane. His father is the world-renounced magician Lloyd Brisbane, also known as David Gold. His mother Rebecca works at PCR here in Redington and he has a little brother Mark." He paused again to inhale some more smoke. "We encountered him in Australia 5 months ago…" He now looked at the man to his left who had been silent until then. "Mr. Brown, I believe you were the one, who messed up that assignment. You were supposed to kill the kid." Mr. Brown shuddered with fear. "I ask you to follow my new plan to the letter and both Miss Holmes and he will be history. You know what happens if you fail…"
Mr. Brown's eyes grew in horror, thinking about what his leader would do to him. "I will Mr. Black, I will." Mr. Black showed an evil grin.
"Then, everything will turn out OK."
TO BE CONTINUED…