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Chapter 37

The inside of the mansion was very similar to Razoff’s mansion.  But somewhere inside, the three knew that they would find the clone factory and destroy it.

A voice came from one of the rooms.  “I say HE did it.”

A woman’s voice was next to speak.  “And how would a professor like him kill anyone?  He is but a scholar.”

“He did it with the revolver.  How else?” the first voice said.

“I did no such thing!” said the voice of apparently the professor.

“When he went into the study to supposedly get his book, I’ll bet anything he killed Mister Boddy.” The first voice said.

“I did not kill anyone and I’ll prove it!” the door burst open and a man in a purple suit jumped as he saw the unexpected visitors.  “Who are you?”

Neshae tensed.  This man could easily be one of the people operating the clone factory, but it seemed as though no one in the room knew what was going on.

“Uh…I’m Neshae.  These are my friends.  Who are you?”

“I am Professor Plum.” The man said.  “What are you doing in here?”

“We are looking for something. What are you doing in here?” Neshae asked.

“We were staying in Mister Boddy’s mansion and he was suddenly murdered.  We are currently trying to figure out who did it.” The man said.  “Come in and help us.”

All three were uneasy about this, but they went in the room.  Inside there was a man wearing a green suit, a woman in a slim red dress, a rich looking woman in a blue, green, and purple dress, and a military looking man in a yellow uniform.

“How do we know one of THEM didn’t do it?” the woman in the red dress asked.

“Yes, I could see that vampire doing some damage.  He looks like he’s fed recently.” The man in yellow said.

“That vampire’s still hungry, by the way.” Neshae told him.

The man in yellow drew a pistol and aimed it at Neshae’s bull’s eye.  “A bull’s eye.  How convenient.  It’s a wonder you haven’t been killed yet.”

Dark Dark stepped between the man and Neshae.  “We mean you no harm.  We are trying to find out who’s been killing people as well.  There is a factory in this building that produces evil clones.”

“That’s right.” Neshae said.  “And if you ain’t gonna help us, then we’re gonna keep looking.”

He turned and started through the door when the gun shot, the bullet flying by Neshae’s head and leaving a hole in the wall.

“No one’s leaving the room until we figure out who killed Mister Boddy.  You three are as much suspects as anyone else in here.”  The man said.

Neshae turned around, a furious and insane look in his eyes and his fangs revealed.

“But we told you who is killing people!” Dreyfus protested.  “The Sterilization Force is killing people and taking their DNA, creating—“

“Evil clones, yes I know.” The man in yellow interrupted.  “I believe your story when I see a deer fly across the room.”  He pointed the gun at the man in purple.  “Close the door.  No one is leaving.”

The man in purple closed the door.  It took all of Neshae’s will power to resist the urge to pounce at the man in yellow and drain him.  But one shot from that pistol and that would be the end of him.

The man in yellow aimed once again at Neshae.  “Now then.  Why are you here again?  And I don’t want to hear anymore about ‘evil clones’.  Got it?”

Description
Chapter 37

The inside of the mansion was very similar to Razoff’s mansion.  But somewhere inside, the three knew that they would find the clone factory and destroy it.

A voice came from one of the rooms.  “I say HE did it.”

A woman’s voice was next to speak.  “And how would a professor like him kill anyone?  He is but a scholar.”

“He did it with the revolver.  How else?” the first voice said.

“I did no such thing!” said the voice of apparently the professor.

“When he went into the study to supposedly get his book, I’ll bet anything he killed Mister Boddy.” The first voice said.

“I did not kill anyone and I’ll prove it!” the door burst open and a man in a purple suit jumped as he saw the unexpected visitors.  “Who are you?”

Neshae tensed.  This man could easily be one of the people operating the clone factory, but it seemed as though no one in the room knew what was going on.

“Uh…I’m Neshae.  These are my friends.  Who are you?”

“I am Professor Plum.” The man said.  “What are you doing in here?”

“We are looking for something. What are you doing in here?” Neshae asked.

“We were staying in Mister Boddy’s mansion and he was suddenly murdered.  We are currently trying to figure out who did it.” The man said.  “Come in and help us.”

All three were uneasy about this, but they went in the room.  Inside there was a man wearing a green suit, a woman in a slim red dress, a rich looking woman in a blue, green, and purple dress, and a military looking man in a yellow uniform.

“How do we know one of THEM didn’t do it?” the woman in the red dress asked.

“Yes, I could see that vampire doing some damage.  He looks like he’s fed recently.” The man in yellow said.

“That vampire’s still hungry, by the way.” Neshae told him.

The man in yellow drew a pistol and aimed it at Neshae’s bull’s eye.  “A bull’s eye.  How convenient.  It’s a wonder you haven’t been killed yet.”

Dark Dark stepped between the man and Neshae.  “We mean you no harm.  We are trying to find out who’s been killing people as well.  There is a factory in this building that produces evil clones.”

“That’s right.” Neshae said.  “And if you ain’t gonna help us, then we’re gonna keep looking.”

He turned and started through the door when the gun shot, the bullet flying by Neshae’s head and leaving a hole in the wall.

“No one’s leaving the room until we figure out who killed Mister Boddy.  You three are as much suspects as anyone else in here.”  The man said.

Neshae turned around, a furious and insane look in his eyes and his fangs revealed.

“But we told you who is killing people!” Dreyfus protested.  “The Sterilization Force is killing people and taking their DNA, creating—“

“Evil clones, yes I know.” The man in yellow interrupted.  “I believe your story when I see a deer fly across the room.”  He pointed the gun at the man in purple.  “Close the door.  No one is leaving.”

The man in purple closed the door.  It took all of Neshae’s will power to resist the urge to pounce at the man in yellow and drain him.  But one shot from that pistol and that would be the end of him.

The man in yellow aimed once again at Neshae.  “Now then.  Why are you here again?  And I don’t want to hear anymore about ‘evil clones’.  Got it?”