A pair of golden cufflinks bring a menagerie of people together to solve a murder mystery. The beginning.
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Jennifer
While you and Nelly were tickling each others tonsils, I was busy finding a solution to our transport problem.
Nelly
I suppose you solved the problem?
Bill
Now Nelly, Jennifer is just being helpful.
Nelly
Helpful, I’m sure.
Jennifer
Look, if you’d rather walk back to Boston, just say so.
Bill
Point the way, Jen.
On the bus
Nelly
It’s so smelly in here, can’t we get better seats?
Jennifer
Sorry I couldn’t get a limo, they were all out.
Bill
Come on girls, can’t we save the cat fight for later?
Nelly
Who’s fighting? I just don’t like the kind of transport Jennifer got for us.
Jennifer
Sorry, your highness, next time I’ll get you a golden carriage.
Nelly
Oh, shut up.
Hotel lobby
Hotel Manager
Good evening. May I help you?
Bill
We’d like a single and a double room please. Preferably not too close together.
Nelly
Only two rooms? I’m not sharing with…..her.
Bill
It’s best we can do under the circumstances.
In Room
Nelly
What a dingy place. (Shriek) was that a cockroach?
Jennifer
I only see one cockroach in this room and it only has two legs.
Nelly
I’m going to find some food.
Dining room
Bill
Now that we’ve all eaten I think it’s time we decided on our next move.
We have the information we need to put Thaxton and his guys away for a long time.
What we need to do now…..
Nelly
is to take the very next plane back home. I’m tired of this vacation. You said it would be exciting and interesting. But all we’ve done is run, hide and spend time with this… this…
Bill
Yes, well, I’m sorry about the excitement part, I didn’t know I’d stumble on the biggest story of my career. Who knew that taking a wrong turn off the highway would allow us to witness the planning of the crime of the century.
Jennifer
Hardly the crime of the century; more like the crime of the year.
Nelly
You stay out of this. I still don’t know why you have to tag along all the time
Bill
We could hardly just leave Jennifer there for Thaxton’s thugs to find.
Nelly
But what was she doing in a gangster’s house in the middle of the night anyway. Or need I ask?
Jennifer
I was there because I am an investigator, I was investigating.
Bill
Ok, Jenny, unclench those jaws, keep that up and you’ll have lock jaw before you know it.
If we can get over ourselves for a minute, we have some important decisions to make.
First I suggest we get some sleep. In the morning we’ll head over to the office of the local paper, and send an e-mail to my editor and get him up to speed on what’s going on. Then we find a bank and hire a Taxi cab. It will be easier to travel around with someone who is familiar with this part of the country.
Nelly
And then?
Bill
Then we’ll go to Thaxton’s new hide out and see what happens.
Thaxton’s Hide out
Thaxton
We all know what is at stake here. If we don’t find the cufflinks we may never get the codes we need.
You, Marcello, did you get what we needed from the old man?
Marcello
Did what I could but he wasn’t talking. He won’t be talking to anybody else about it either.
Thaxton
You bumbling idiot, do we have any other sources?
Marcello
Hold up there boss, I wasn’t finished. I found an address book in his locker in the cellar of the building he worked in. Wasn’t big on contacts, but there was one name, Matthews which had been circled in pen with a date next to it.
Thaxton
Good, give it to Frank and Rita they know what to do with the information.
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