You look at the albums and files and deduce that it's some sort of big Geneology project. Out of the three boxes opened, two families are only traced to the 19th century, but the Pêcher family traces itself back to the 11th. Apperently the Pêchers are descendent from a French crusader knight.Zupponn wrote:Use my super duper detective skills (aka gather information) to try and deduce anything useful from the mess down here. Also, take the picture off the wall and examine it further.
You look at the picture, it looks like a school. What's you notice is that the flag being flown is the Union Jack and not the Red Ensign. Joel Myers had gone to School in the states a few years back, but he never mentioned if he'd gone to a school in Britain.
You go down the street, seeing nothing really noteworthy or unusual. You open the door to his office, but the place is empty. You do notice that the basement door is open though.Arkbrik wrote:Pay a visit to the kooky private investigator and see if he's got anything new.
You call your half-brother about the interview, and ask him about his life. He's doing fairly well, the kids have stayed out of trouble and his wife cooked the most delicious meatloaf the other night.mgb519 wrote:Call my half brother. We keep good relations, and he'll be interested to hear about how well my interview went.
Also, clean the M1911 I keep from my time spent fighting in Mexico and Turkey. As I start tomorrow, it'll be good to know that it's still in proper condition.
The M1911 is easily disassembled, cleaned and reassembled. It's held up nicely over the years, another fine piece of Yankee engineering.
You fire your pistol twice, missing both times before the strength in your arm fades. Funnily enough, your opponent misses when he fires back. He walks up and stands over you, holding the shotgun. The barrel directs itself downward, between your eyes. Sten Bos watches from the car, still tied up and beaten badly. Both of you are helpless. You try to struggle and move, but you don't even have the strength to tell him to go fuck himself.Alcatraz wrote:Try to shoot him as much as I can before I pass out. If I kill the asshole can you patch me up lawmaster, there should be a military grade medkit in the cabin of the snowplow.
Alan Yelnats is dead, but I can create a new character if you want, Alcatraz.
Also, in case you guys are wondering shotguns do 4d6 damage. Scary, eh?