Super Sleuth 2: Sleuth Harder
Things had moved quickly for Sexy Voord. A few short months ago she was merely an amateur investigator, trying to start up her own detective agency in Auckland (that's in New Zealand for anyone who is geographically challenged). Now, she's become the premier sleuth in the country. Her breakthrough was the Curious Case of the Missing Bagel. Then it was the Green Shoe. And then Ten Little Kiwis. The Body in the Bag in the Volcano was next. All too soon she was the talk of the town. More and more cases came her way. She had to hire an assistant. A universal search netted her Adric. His youthful, artful dodger appearance got him around the city easy enough, and being the Casanova of Galaxy 5 enabled him to elicit answers from almost every witness. Yes, Sexy Voord was seductive (after all she is Sexy Voord; not Mediocre Voord, or I'm-sure-she-has-a-good-personality Voord), but she's not in the same league as the universe's Sex God. She stared at her pile of cases. The police had been sending her all their unsolved cases. Members of the public were turning to her for answers too. If you have a problem. If no one else can help. And if you can find her. Maybe you can hire Sexy Voord.
The A-Team theme music started to play. Sexy Voord groaned and looked upwards. Garron in the office above must be watching vintage television shows again. Didn't that slacker ever do any work? She noticed Adric staring at her. It's was quite off putting. He wasn't blinking. Staring at Sexy Voord. Staring. She coughed uncomfortably.
"Oh," gasped Adric. "Didn't notice I was staring. So what's our first case? Suspicious murders at the university? Or are there body snatchers operating at the cemeteries?"
"Nothing overly exciting," sighed Sexy Voord. "This one here is most peculiar. Several inner-city shops have reported lots of lingerie have been stolen. I'll talk to the managers and you can watch the stores to see if you notice anything fishy."
Adric fidgeted in his seat and laughed nervously. Sexy Voord's an expert reader of body language, but even a novice could notice that something was not quite right with Adric.
"What is it?"
Again Adric laughed nervously. "It's quite funny actually..."
Sexy Voord raised an eyebrow. This couldn't be seen, due to her lovely leather exterior hiding her face, but the sense of eyebrow raising was still able to be conveyed to Adric. He continued.
"I like how the silk rubs against my skin. And it makes me feel irresistible."
"So you're the knickers thief?" asked Sexy Voord.
Adric looked down. "Well....yes....but at least it's one less case that needs solving. What's next?"
Sexy Voord picked up the next folder and studied it. "Bizarre. Residents in West Auckland say they have seen a manic gorilla running around the streets. We'll being by interviewing th-" She was interrupted by Adric fidgeting around in his comfy chair so violently that he fell off with a loud thud.
"And what do you know about this one?"
Another nervous laugh from Galaxy 5's Casanova. "You know how I like Bacardi breezers..."
Sexy Voord fumed. "Let me guess. You and your pals got drunk on vodka again, leading to you dressing up in a gorilla suit and terrorising local residents?"
Adric's guilty laughter was the confirmation that she needed.
"What the Garr were you thinking? Are you as stupid as an Australian? What was I thinking employing you?"
Adric's eyes widened into big circles. Tears were beginning to form. His lower lip was trembling. Sexy Voord softened. She could always give him one last chance. She didn't want to fire him. After all, he was a good worker, and he could pleasure her in ways that no one else could.
"Ok Adric. I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. This case is rather personal. Some scumbag has killed my Mr Fluffles. Find my that scoundrel now!"
Adric didn't know what to say. He decided it was best to be honest. "Well, I've heard that some cultures in the cosmos consider rabbit to be a delicacy. So when you went away on that skiing holiday to Sweden I decided to eat him. Rabbit meat is overrated, I can tell you. Please don't be mad. I'll get you another one."
She regretted not having her ray gun with her. She pointed at the door with a finality that conveyed that their working relationship was over. Adric got up off the floor (rubbing his arse as he did so. Falling off the chair had hurt him) and left. He wasn't too upset about getting the sack. He was more than happy to go back to being the Sex God of Galaxy 5. In the office, Sexy Voord decided to call it a day. It had been too hectic. Besides, there's rugby this evening and she had to get ready.
The A-Team theme music started to play. Sexy Voord groaned and looked upwards. Garron in the office above must be watching vintage television shows again. Didn't that slacker ever do any work? She noticed Adric staring at her. It's was quite off putting. He wasn't blinking. Staring at Sexy Voord. Staring. She coughed uncomfortably.
"Oh," gasped Adric. "Didn't notice I was staring. So what's our first case? Suspicious murders at the university? Or are there body snatchers operating at the cemeteries?"
"Nothing overly exciting," sighed Sexy Voord. "This one here is most peculiar. Several inner-city shops have reported lots of lingerie have been stolen. I'll talk to the managers and you can watch the stores to see if you notice anything fishy."
Adric fidgeted in his seat and laughed nervously. Sexy Voord's an expert reader of body language, but even a novice could notice that something was not quite right with Adric.
"What is it?"
Again Adric laughed nervously. "It's quite funny actually..."
Sexy Voord raised an eyebrow. This couldn't be seen, due to her lovely leather exterior hiding her face, but the sense of eyebrow raising was still able to be conveyed to Adric. He continued.
"I like how the silk rubs against my skin. And it makes me feel irresistible."
"So you're the knickers thief?" asked Sexy Voord.
Adric looked down. "Well....yes....but at least it's one less case that needs solving. What's next?"
Sexy Voord picked up the next folder and studied it. "Bizarre. Residents in West Auckland say they have seen a manic gorilla running around the streets. We'll being by interviewing th-" She was interrupted by Adric fidgeting around in his comfy chair so violently that he fell off with a loud thud.
"And what do you know about this one?"
Another nervous laugh from Galaxy 5's Casanova. "You know how I like Bacardi breezers..."
Sexy Voord fumed. "Let me guess. You and your pals got drunk on vodka again, leading to you dressing up in a gorilla suit and terrorising local residents?"
Adric's guilty laughter was the confirmation that she needed.
"What the Garr were you thinking? Are you as stupid as an Australian? What was I thinking employing you?"
Adric's eyes widened into big circles. Tears were beginning to form. His lower lip was trembling. Sexy Voord softened. She could always give him one last chance. She didn't want to fire him. After all, he was a good worker, and he could pleasure her in ways that no one else could.
"Ok Adric. I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. This case is rather personal. Some scumbag has killed my Mr Fluffles. Find my that scoundrel now!"
Adric didn't know what to say. He decided it was best to be honest. "Well, I've heard that some cultures in the cosmos consider rabbit to be a delicacy. So when you went away on that skiing holiday to Sweden I decided to eat him. Rabbit meat is overrated, I can tell you. Please don't be mad. I'll get you another one."
She regretted not having her ray gun with her. She pointed at the door with a finality that conveyed that their working relationship was over. Adric got up off the floor (rubbing his arse as he did so. Falling off the chair had hurt him) and left. He wasn't too upset about getting the sack. He was more than happy to go back to being the Sex God of Galaxy 5. In the office, Sexy Voord decided to call it a day. It had been too hectic. Besides, there's rugby this evening and she had to get ready.