The Fucking Detective

[The GrandMage]

OOC: Okay, here's the deal. This thread is mine! You have to apply to me in order to get in. We'll be needing clients for the detective agency, a few 'criminal', few cops, and a few 'informers'-prostitutes who sell knowledge along with their bodies. All crimes should have a sexual tone. In order to apply, you send a intro, describing the character as they enter the agency, and the crime, in as much detail as the character would know-to me, in a PM. And I swear, you rearrange my agency or try to get in with three sentences, and I'll smack you with a stick before denying you access. If I let you in, I'll let ya know. If you don't have a crime, the intro, and a paragraph on how you want to join. Or, if you're lazy, the intro a a picture of a $20.


IC:

There had been a time when the name Daniel Malloy had been on the lips of ever man and woman of Retile City. It was named for the city's most produce itm, Retile Cubes. The new form of computer memory that allowed computers to run faster and more efficiently than ever before. Daniel had been disgraced when he had been framed years before. When he fell from grace, he'd lost nearly everything he'd owned, and now he was back on top.

He stood in front of the window, looking dow the forty-seven floors of the skyscraper to the streets below. He was dressed in his brown slacks and brown dress shoes. His new white dress shirt under his brown raincoat. His black tie was loosened as he breathed deeply. His brown eyes scanned the street as he watched the cars move along. Ever since clean fuel had been produced by the Conver-Therom Corp., he'd never gotten over the image of smooth cars hovering a foot off the ground as they zipped through the streets.

His old brown fedora sat on his greying brown hair. He was only forty-two, for crying out loud! He sighed, and turned to look in the mirror across the way. He had kept himself in shape, and couldn't be called fat. He was slim, and strong. Pulling himself to his full hieght, an inch or two above six foot, he looked around his office. It was clean. The walls were a cool cream, with framed newspaper clipping from his better day, nearly twenty years ago, when he'd first started out.

The carpet was full and fresh. The oak desk was clean, with several drawers and a computer screem that lifted from the top when a bottum was pressed just next to the slim office lamp. He could near the near-silent fan the turned above his head as he looked first from his own plush ciar and the single filecabinet in the corner, to the two chairs in front of his desk. several more chair lined the far wall, along with a coat rack.

And then, there was the door. He sighed. Histemper had gotten away from him when his title had been asked for, for the glass window on the door. It now read:

Southside Detective Agency.
Private Investigators for Hire.
Daniel Malloy,
The Fucking Detective.

It was better than his old quarters. On the westside, it had the same name for the agency: 'Southside'. Graffiti on the door, old pizza boxes and whiskey bottles lining the floor as old Chinese take-out boxes cluttered his desk. Those hand been dark days. And now, he'd been bought out, and moved back to the Southeast part of town, in a skyscaper. Waiting for his new 'partner', as for the contracts, and...boss, to arrive. He turned towards the door, awaiting her arrival. He didn't like dragging around some young girl who didn't know a thing, but he'd needed the money....

 

[Sweetp4u]

Detective Eve Croft (Head Bitch in Charge)

Introduction

"The Southside Detective Agency"

Funny, this agency was on the west side of town. She stepped from her car and shut the door. Here goes nothing. First day on the job. She smiled, wondering how the ex-owner would greet her?

Daniel Malloy. A legend in his prime. A man she wanted to learn everything she could from. So what had she done? Well she had gone and bought his agency from her Daddy's bank. Why you ask? She wanted a reason to get next to him. Detective Mallory was famous, a hard ass, and brilliant! He had solved more crimes than any other detective before him and even after.

She turned to her car, setting the alarm. This area of town was ritzy and devoid of criminals. The skyscraper was shiney and new. She walked up to the door as it slid open soundlessly. She strode in glancing along the list of businesses in this building. This place was beautiful, modern everything. Everywhere she looked was up-to-date. She smiled, she loved it already.

"47th Floor.." Alright, here goes. She stepped into the Elevator and pressed the button. Soundlessly it climbed, very nice..

She had an ace up her sleave, the title to his agency. If he cooperated and taught her all she could learn from him, she would give him his business back free and clear. She smiled, she couldn’t wait to meet the legend in person.

She had been promoted to Detective just a few short weeks ago, and that is when she got this idea. After she heard a couple of guys cracking jokes on how Daniel Mallory had fallen into the slumps and was no longer useful to anyone. She had learned through a lot of questioning about this place. She had looked into it further to see he didn’t own this place free and clear. Her father helped her buy the building, and the business license. She now owned this detective agency, and was ready to use that to get what she wanted.

Evelynn (Eve) Croft
28
blonde, blue eyed

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

He turned to the door as he heard it open. He had been looking down at traffic again. His eyes traveled up and down her as she walked into the room. His back, leaned against the window. He tipped his fedora as he crossed his arms.

He sighed out as she entered, closing the door behind her. He walked over the the chair behind the desk, and sat down, looking up at her as he put his elbows on the desk, his fingers holding his chin as his forefingers made a point beneath his nose.

He sat back, arms moving to the chair arms as he watched her. "So, you my new boss, then? What makes you think you can become a good private investigator?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve Croft

She entered, shut the door as quietly as possible and turned to face down the old owner. He was even more intimidating in person. The Television never portrayed him as being so tall and built, and his eyes were hard. She inhailed deeply, getting up her nerve. She walked forward extending her hand, "Hello Detective, I am Detective Croft.." He didn't take her hand, merely looked at her and asked one simple question.

"So, you my new boss, then? What makes you think you can become a good private investigator?"

Well, ok. He wanted to play hard ball. So be it.

"My record in the department is almost as good as your's is. I have dedication, a nose for solving impossible crimes.. And I have contacts and money to get what I want."

She sat down in the chair across from him, eying him as he was her. She let her 5'6" frame barely relax into the seat. She was the boss here dammit, not him. And yet he treated her as if she was a pesky fly. She was still awed by this man, her idol in a way. She smiled, hoping he would crack a little. Not be so hard on her.

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

He sighed, pushing his chair out from the desk, he turned it to the old filing cabinet. He opened the middles drawer, and his fingers slowly leafed through the folders inside. Once he came across the one he wanted, he pulled the thick folder out, and lay it on the other. He looked over at her, lips straight in his regular unemotional face.

"That it? The department? Bah. I'm a private investigator, not a police officer. Being a Detective in the department means nothing. You can't fall back on manpower. Although you have the money for a forensics lab, and I know a good one, that isn't all. You have to be able to do stuff yourself, with the added perks of undisturbed crime scenes or preserved evidence. You can't use their files for witnesses, or getting information. The police and P.I.'s work seperate. Most of what you might have read in my files were co-working ventures when they needed my help. I got out of the department early on in my career."

He looked her up and down, and shook his head. He opened the file up, and started to look through the contents as he started talking to her again. He didn't look at here, busilly looking through the file. "Just because you are in charge of the business doesn't mean you're in charge. I am the elder, the more experienced, and the only one of us who has feild experience in being a P.I. Being a detective is great, but your kind and mine are different."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve Croft

"well that is all true. And I am sure you know all there is to being a P.I., why do you think I went through all the trouble to get into this agency?" She sat back a little more, he was treating her like a child he had to endure. She could handle herself though, it would just take time to show him this. She was frustrated but managed to keep her calm. She desperately wanted to work with him, learn from him.

"I came here because you are the best, and I want to learn all I can from you. And if you are willing to at least help me with that I will return your business to you. Thats my deal. Regardless if I know what I am doing or not. You teach me all you know, and I will give SouthSide back to you free and clear.That doesn't mean leaving me in the office. I mean hands on training.."

She scooted to the end of the chair, now her attention fully on him for his answer.

"Is it a deal?"

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

He picked up the file, and closed the filing cabinet drawer. He moved back to the desk, setling himself in as he read. Finally, a few minutes after she asked the question, he closed the file and set it down. He looked up to her, and sighed.

"No. I refuse to take your deal because I don't want Southside back. I'd perfer to have you backing it. I'm horrid at keeping the books, I can barely file my own taxes, and I would prefer not to have to deal with running the background to this monster. You want it, you can get in-if you keep the business."

He sat back, motioning around the room for a moment, looking at the framed newspaper clippings. "I am a private investigator, not a businessman. I can't deal with stuff like this. Why do you think I sold on your first offer? I needed the money, and I couldn't take the work. I'll teach you what you need to know. But I refuse to ever regain control of this business."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve

"Fine. It's a deal. I can handle all the business part of it in my spare time. But I won't be left behind in the office. You teach me, take me with you to investigate, that sort of thing. And I will keep this business on the top of the P.I. list. Hell, I'll hire an accountant to keep track of everything, and a collections team. That frees up my time to stick with you." She stood up and glanced around the office. It was clean and neat.
"I'll need to bring in a desk for myself, the accountant can use it when he or she is here also. Need a secretary to handle calls, the answering machine isnt good for business. Unless.... you have a problem with that?" She turned around to face him, her eyes took in the entire office in one fail swoop. She wouldn't alter anything, but she wanted her space too.

"Shall we get started then? Or do we need more chit chat before work? And is there anything you want to know about me before we get the ball rollin'?"

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

He nodded, and stretched his arm, putting his feet up on the desk. he picked up the file, and motioned to the phone. Then he opened the file, and started reading again.

"Sure. Sounds good. Put we don't actually have a case yet. Oh, do you have your P.I. liscense? You need it to make arrests and a few other quirks cops get but citizens don't. But please. tell me more about yourself."

He looked at hers, eyes roving up and down her in a more technical way than checking her out. It was more as if he was trying to decide if she could do something. He turned back to the file, waiting.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve

She straightened her cream colored skirt and blouse. She would be more comfortable without her heels on, so she kicked them off. She had a nice tightly compact body, she wasnt married or ever had children. She jogged daily, and worked out as much as possible. She didnt want her c cup tits to sag when she got older. She wondered what she should tell him? If anything she had to say would interest him anyways.

She cleared her throat. "Yes I have my liscence to be a P.I., a consealed weapons permit, and even a drivers liscence. I took care of all that these past few months. Attended everything I needed to in order to get that P.I. liscence also." She stood up, barefoot and walked over to the water cooler. Taking a paper cup she bent over and filled her cup. Standing she drank it down, and then walked back to the chair.

"I live on the hill.." everyone knew what hill she was talking about. Richville central. "Single, and a nut for working. I rarely an sick, or hurt. I like red meat, and about all these is to tell you.."

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

He looked over as she bent over, then back at whatever was in his file. He was surprised she hadn't asked about that, or the door, yet. He nodded once she was done, and looked around the room for a moment, glanced at the dark hardwood door that led to the small bathroom. The room was huge, and barely anything was in here. He looked at the cupboard and smaall table covered in forensics equipment, and then the twelve feet between him at it. Blank space.

"Well, I'm single, as you probably know if you've seen my records, along with my bloodtype, O positive. I've had my liscenses for years, paying to have them continued rather than eating. I love red meat, have no life outside of work, and live in a nice new apartment in the Retile Homing Towers a few blocks away on money you paid me to buy this company."

He sighed, and closed the folder. Opening the middle drawer on the desk, on for pencils and paper and such, he slipped it in, and closed it. Not botheering with the lock, for the key was inside. "So, boss, what do you do for fun? ANd, what would you like me to call you, besides 'boss'?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve Croft

She glanced around as he did. What was he looking for? She had no idea, but it was curious. She stood there a moment, "Eve. Call me Eve. And For fun? I dont get time to have fun anymore. But When I do I like to go out to dine, dance, and I like to watch a movie now and then. I generally spend time at home with my german shepard, Shep. A positive. I live at my father's place in the guest house. Avoid dating, I hate fake people who try and impress you in one date and then try to get down my pants that same night. Where's that door lead, and why are there no plants in here?" She turned, sat down on the chair and crossed her legs.

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

He shrugged, closing his eyes. He crosed his feet up on his desk, and put his hands behind his head as he leaned back, the chair moving back with him. He looked over at the door, then to her.

"The door leads to the bathroom. As a P.I., I spend most of my time at the office. I sleep from 9p.m. to 5a.m. and eat at the begining and end of my sleeping time. So I can bee on call during the important times of the day. And answering machines are fine. You have to use them at night, and most private crimes happen from 10p.m. to 4a.m., so it doesn't matter if their's a secretary or not."

He looked around the room, and shrugged again. "Well, you just bought the company. I just got finished moving my needed stuff and picking up my essentials. I haven't had time for anydecorations except the clippings. When people see them, they'll be more reassured we can help them."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve

"I see, well it is good to have a bathroom up here.." She sat back in her seat, making note of everything he said.
"Well, is that everything Mallory? Or do I call you Daniel? If there is no cases to work on, and everything is settle here, I guess I should go grab a bite to eat and get some shut eye. What time do we open the doors here to the public?" She glanced up at the wall of clippings, yes it was reassuring. And perfect, just what the customers wanted to see. Results.

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

"We already are open. Have been since I finished unpacking. News travels fast, the cops will probably tell the hopeless cases we're open. I suggest you run an ad once you have your desk. Makes for better business. And please, call me Dan."

He awarded her with a small, closed-lip smile. It was a lot, to be sure. What with his line of work, dedication to get to the bottom of things, and tough times, it was even rarer than ever before to see him smile.

His eyes shifted to the door, watching in his peripheral vision as her eyes followed. Quickly, his gaze turned directly to her body, looking her over in a much more male way. By the time she looked back, he was appraising his shoes.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve

What was it with that door? He kept looking at it, it was strange behavior. She seen his small smile and was amazed he gave her one. She smiled back and turned to look at the door again.
"Are you sure there isn't something else behind that door besides a bathroom?" She turned back to see him looking at his shoes. Ok, that was weird. She didnt say a word about it.
"Yes, I already have ads ready to post tomorrow, and business cards being delivered in the morning." She stood up and walked around the office, then over to the wall to read the articles hanging in the frames.
"So, how do you like your new found money and apartment?"

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

He blinked, looking up at her, and then looking between the two doors. He'd been looking at the enterance. Had she gotten confused already? Or maybe she was just curious. He didn't know. He shrugged, and uncrossed his feet, letting them fall to the floor. He stood up, and straightened the chair before pushing it in.

He stretched, and tipped his fedora back as he looked towards her as she read the articles. "Well, I must say it's more comfortable than living in my old office. And it is nice to have all your utilities working and have enough money for food."

He licked his tongue across his lips, and looked around the clean room. THe phone rang and his hand shot out, lifting the receiver from its cradle as he held it to his ears. "Southside Detective Agency, Private Investigator Daniel Malloy speaking. Hmm? Well, yes, it does say that, but,....what? When? And where are you? Okay. I'll be over there in twenty minutes. Yes, yes, I know. Settle down."

He looked up, his eyes meeting hers. "Well Eve, we've got a job."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Detective Eve Croft

She jumped a little when the phone rang, turning she listened to half the conversation. She watched him as he spoke into the reciever, his look serious. He hung up and looked up at her, "Well Eve, we've got a job."

She smiled brightly, "Yes! About time too. Ready when you are Daniel." She gathered her keys and handbag. She walked to the outter door and opened it.

"What's the job?" They walked out and to the elevators. He would fill her in on the way, would be easier.

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

He followed Eve, glancing down the halls as he pulled his fedora down a little. He watched her for a moment, refusing to answer. After a moment, he sighed. "Well, that was a call from a man who lives on 'The Hill'. It would seem that his wife disappeared with his handgun and his mistress's apartment in the Retile Housing Towers has been torn to shreds."

He looked around as he followed her, watching the scenery as they went to her car. He got in the passenger seat as she got behind the wheel, and buckled himself in as the navigational computer came online. "It would seem he lied to the police in order to keep them from 'jumping to conclusions'."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve

She strapped herself in, and looked over at Daniel, "So we are on the hunt for his missing wife and mistress?" She gave the computer the address for 'The Hill' and sat back at the machine took off. She turned a little facing him, "Crimes of passion are the best ones to investigate.." She winked at him and sat back. The air ways weren't too crowded so far today, but it wasn't lunch hour rush yet.
The car stopped and hovered at the street she told it to go to.
"Cherrington Hill Road" the computer rambled off longitude and latitude and fell silent.
"Alright what's the exact adress?"

He gave the right address and the car moved forward, stopping at a very nice Mansion and private drive way. The intercom was pressed and she waited. When the voice came on she said, "SouthSide Detective's". The gates opened and she took the steering wheel, "Manual Drive please." She drove them up and put the car on standby. The doors came open and she unlocked her seat belts.
"Well here we are Dan, Let's go.."

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

About five minutes later, they were sitting in the aptly named Sitting Room as a tall, lean man walked in front of them, yelling and waving his hands about as he relayed the story of his wife's discovery of the affair, the way she and his gun had gone missing, and he when he had gone to warn his mistress of the fact his wife knew, her apartment had been sprew around on the floor, clothes ripped, appliances broken.

Dan noted that Eve was paying a good amount of attention to the story as he sat back, drinking the coffee he'd been offered slowly, ignoring the man until he got down on one knee. "Mr. Malloy, I know about you. When I heard, that you were still in business, well,....please, help me. I can't lose my wife, especially not in this way. She can't be sent to prision, for murder! I know that's what the police would think, Hell, I think it too, but,....find her. Please? What I did was stupid, but, you have to understand my position. She's just so,....close-legged!"

Daniel pushed the man away, and looked around. "Fine. Just stop whining like a baby. Let me see where you keep your gun, your wife's room, and give me your mistress's address. I'll get to you if I learn anything. The base fee for missing persons is 500. 750 because it's a joint case, plus any expenses we may encounter."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve

She listened to his story, agreeing with the poor guy and the situation. Until he said his wife was closed-legged. She huffed at that, her thoughts ringing loud in her eyes.. "Well if you could please her maybe she would spread more often.." She wanted to say that out loud but held her silence. She watched him grovel and whimper like a baby, and she rolled her eyes. What a moron.
She stood up, waiting for Dan and the husband to lead the way to where the gun was. She took down notes about the torn up apartment and asked what kind of gun it was? He told her a magnum .357, she nodded and wrote it down. Turning to Dan she added quietly, "I'm going to look around down here for any clues while you search with him.." She watched them walk upstairs and set out exploring around. She found an appointment book and wrote down today's appointments for his wife. Might come in handy locating her. She glanced around and spotted a video phone and address book. She spoke to the computer, asking for all out going call's today numbers to be displayed. She wrote down all the numbers on the screen and shut it off. She walked into the kitchen and took note it was spotless. Nothing too interesting there. Hmmm not even breakfast dishes. Perhaps the dishwasher had already ran them through? She walked out to the garage and glanced around. His wife's car was there, and his. She assumed. She would have to ask for a vehicle description to be sure. She wondered back in and threw the den. Nothing to neat in here, just some pornographic cd's and a bag of chips on the desk. She ignored the lotion bottle and moved along. She found a guest bedroom and servants area. Nothing neat. This was boring.
She walked upstairs following the sound of the husbands voice as he spoke to Daniel. Perhaps she might see something up here interesting. She wandered along looking for the master bedroom.

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

He nodded, and finshed writing something down in his notebook. He nodded to the man, and told him to get some rest. He looked to Eve, and motioned her out. He led the way back down to her car, and looked at her for a moment before he got it. He closed the door, and buckled himself in.

"Take us to the housing towers. How many cars did you find in the garage?"

He looked over at her, waiting for her answer, and her questions.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Eve Croft

She gave the navigational system the address to the Towers and buckled in. On auto pilot she gave Daniel her attention.
"Well, I found two cars in the garage, both had cold motors. Neither had gone anywhere so far today. Which its pretty early in the day still. They could own another, I dont know for sure. I dont know the family personally. I found some appointments his wife had today, and a wrote down all the phone calls made from their home since midnight last night. I seen some little things here and there. Curious, but nothing substanial... What did you find while upstairs?"

She eyed him wondering if he found something to point out foul play anywhere?

 

[The GrandMage]

Daniel Malloy

Daniel's eyes swept around the outside of the car as it moved along. Tall building zoomed into the sky, vast expanses with small shops and parks dotting the city before the building became a little more sparse. He knew that beyond that was the slums to the west, docks to the sout and east, and farmland streatching far to the north.

He sighed, and removed his fedora, setting the hat in his lap. He looked over at Eve, and shrugs. "Depends on what you mean by important. All his ammunition was missing, as was the gun. Then again, he only keeps two clips for emergencies. His wife disappeared without using the new car he bought her, which is why he's worried. The two cars are both hers. His is in the shop. But this is all just bland information. Tell me what you think about him, and I'll tell you why you should have gone upstairs with us."