Why is it that people are always losing their wallets? I cannot imagine a more important piece of leather. Buck Green wants to hire me to recover a lost wallet. I asked Buck to mentally retrace any footsteps taken over the last few hours and it appears Buck made a brief stop at the beach, which means my first stop will be to snoop for clues there.
Where are his muscles?
I haven’t the slightest idea…Let me look closer.
Once at the beach I began my search..
i managed to recover Buck’s driver license, but no sign of the meatier prize — the wallet. I decided to question some locals to see if they’ve seen the wayward wallet. The first person I asked was Molly Coddle who calmly responded “I don’t know anything about a wallet. I cannot even find MY wallet”
I also asked Amy Bull and received the same response. I was beginning to wonder if there was a wallet stealing crime spree going on in Twinbrook. Finally I was able to come across some information. Harwood Clay informed me that he in fact saw Robert Castor picking up a wallet and hurrying off somewhere.
I met up with Robert Caster at his home. He claimed to know something about the wallet but wont reveal any information. I’ve seen this before. I’ll either need to befriend him and be convincing enough …or use a bribe.
Since I’m low on funds I decided the best way was to become his friend. It didn’t take long and I was able to get Robert to confess. He claimed to have found it on the ground and as usual, i heard the defense ” I was going to return it!!” RIGHT. Either way I returned the wallet to Mr. Green myself.
Buck Green couldn’t have been happier to see the recovered wallet. Turns out there was quiet a bit of money in the wallet that, remarkable nobody took. The case of the missing billfold is closed.
Later on in the day I received a phone call from the mayor’s office! In honor of solving 3 cases the Mayor of Twinbrook would like to reward me with the Investigator’s Trophy of Honor and I was asked to stop by City Hall to receive my award. I rushed over to City Hall convinced it was a joke or some kind of mix up. Me receiving an award from the Mayor? I have got to be dreaming. Once I made it there I stopped in front of the door, taking in a deep breath before stepping inside.
It was amazing! I fought back the tears as I listened to the Mayor’s speech.
Mayor: Greeting Roxie! It is my honor to reward you with the Investigator’s Trophy of Honor in recognition of 3 cases solved! You are shaping up to be a fine investigator and the citizens of Twinbrook expect great things of you! Keep up the good work.
I stretched outside after the ceremony and said proudly to myself All in a days work…mainly because I’ve always wanted to say that. I went home to put my trophy on the dresser. It was one amazing sight if I said so myself.
















