The Purple Patch - Missouri Valley College

Remember the case that my dad’s office hired you to investigate over
the net, that scandal Well Gabriel is actual Herman Forth, my dad’s
competition. He wanted to make it so my dad would pull out. If a
scandal wouldn’t do it, what would His daughter, her best friend, and
countless sons and daughters of important political entities across the
planet being murdered I think so.”
I nodded, embracing the plan, fully realizing it.
The only thing standing in our way was the door. We were
thinking of ways to open it, when I decided to examine the lock. I
tugged it, and the door came open. I looked at Flit, and a wave of pain
came over me.
“Watch that arm! And thanks, I didn’t think it would actually
be open.” I smiled and held my arm, as we advanced through the mall
once more.
“It’s over here,” Flit whispered, “In the security office.” The
walls were glass, and we could see the entire room. Four men sat
around a table, drinking coffee and laughing. Pictures of Flit and I,
along with the others were hung up around the room. A red X through
all the pictures but mine.
“Flit, how are we going to do this”
“Beat them at their own game; do you still have that dynamite”
I handed it to her, and with that she ran into one of the
stores.
A few minutes later she emerged in a brown wig, lots of makeup,
and strategically placed lingerie. She walked like a supermodel
right into the security office.
“Hello boys,” she said, “the boss sent me.”
“I am the boss,” a man, Herman Forth said.
“And you don’t remember me” Flit pouted, crossing her arms,
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