Silvermiller muttered in agreement.
It was running smoothly until an unexpected visitor showed up. The police. James had just gotten to the office when the police man had walked in. Silvermiller looked smug again and strode over to him.
“I see you got my call I made before they arrived. Sir, these people are working with the ones we captured last night. I need them removed immediately. I believe you’ll find more on the second floor near my office.”
Vinnie gaped. “How did you know?”
“You don’t think I didn’t do my research do you? Yes, I looked up all of Juliette Creace’s old acquaintances. Vincenzo, Philip is probably at the ‘lair’, Dwayne, James of course, but this Aliyah is new. However, you will all be going to jail soon, so you’ll have plenty of time to catch up.”
This was the point when Vinnie smirked. “That’s what you think.”
Silvermiller looked confused. “What?”
That was the point in which the police man ripped off his mustache but then frowned, rubbing his upper lip. “That went a lot smoother in my head,” a familiar voice declared.
Silvermiller’s eyes opened wide with fear. “Juliette Creace?”
I nodded, the police hat bouncing on my head. I slugged Silvermiller in the gut and he was out cold.
I looked around at my friends. “How did you know it was me?
Vinnie replied, “You are the only person with those eyes. How did you guys make sure the call didn’t get to the police?”
Philip answered this one. “Jules saw the facial expressions of Silvermiller just before you guys entered, which gave away that he had just made a call. We guessed that he was suspicious and had called the police. I got in on their radio waves and said that I was in the area and I could get it. Juliette then drove right over here and got him.”
I nodded and said tentatively, “Let’s get him to the station. He can be arrested for fraud and abuse there. And can we get some ibuprofen on the way? That mustache really did hurt.”
Everyone laughed and agreed. James pulled Silvermiller out and handcuffed him before we drove down to the station. There, the police re-arrested him and slung him in a cell. They agreed to let us give back all the money to the victims before we were sent away.
When we got back home we were exhausted. We had almost been put in jail, eaten by a dog, and put in jail again (even though the second time it was just me). Everyone was saying how they were never going to do that again.
Just then we got a phone call. Vinnie answered it and spoke for about two minutes.
He then turned to us and announced, “Someone needs our help. Their husband has been framed for murder.”
I looked around at the group and asked, “Just one more?”
They all glanced around and said together, “Just one more.”
We went to bed because who knows, tomorrow could be an exciting day.
Before we climbed up to the second floor though, James leaned in and spoke quietly, “I’ve been waiting to do this all night.” He leaned in and kissed me softly, then ran upstairs with a big grin on his face.
Best night ever I thought to myself, and then swung up to bed.
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