Thread: Black House (Casket & Black Lotus)

Great, don't mind the peanut gallery back there, they act more like high school kids than stoic professionals, but they are a good team when its time for business and I trust them with my life. Jacks said giving them a stern look in the mirror which made them stop with the catcalls. The four hour drive went quickly, and although Trisha had an impressive orgasm around the third hour mark from Tessa's masterful finger work, Jacks turned up the radio so as not to embarrass Lily with the young intern's antics. Although Lily seemed to barely even notice the surprising behavior, let alone any sort of acknowledgement of it. As they pulled into the driveway of the big Victorian style manor it was nearing 11pm. The house was large and slightly run down, alone on the private drive, you couldn't even see a neighbors house, even though they were in a fairly suburban environment. All the lights in the house were on, illuminating every window like an overly worked jackolantern. Mr. Ken Smith was sitting on the front porch with is head in his hands , like a man suffering from a bad headache. Alright team, on your best behavior now. Jacks said as he pulled to a stop and shut the van's engine down. Hello Mr. Smith, I'm Jackson Deere and this is my partner Lily Daniels, were from NEPI, you called us about doing an investigation of your house? Jacks announced as he walked toward the man's prone position, though Mr. Smith made no move to greet them, simply sitting there motionless until they were almost upon him. Mr. Smith, are you all right? Is everything ok? If now isn't a good time we can come back later. Jacks said politely as he reached out to place a hand on the down turned head of the homeowner. It was then that Mr. Smith seemed to come to life, but not in any sort of normal way. He stood, still silent and still with his head pointing down, the sudden and unexpected movement made Jacks jerk his hand back in surprise. Mr. Smith? Ken looked far older than the man in the picture of NEPI's case file they'd received. Instead of blonde head of hair he was now mostly grey, with around three days of beard growth on his cheeks. Dark circles rimmed under his sunken dead eyes which only seemed to stare at the ground instead of meeting Jacks' gaze. The man was holding keys in his hand and simply picked them up infront of Jacks, held them for the briefest seconds and then dropped them. Jacks had to move his hand out fast in order to catch them in time. As soon as the keys dropped into Jacks' hand Mr. Smith rudely pushed through Jacks and Lily and started walking down the sidewalk and into the night without ever even uttering a word. Fuckin little weird wasn't it? Jacks muttered to Lily as they watched the forlorn man trundle off into the night. Hey boss, Where you want us to set up the command center? Harry called out, oblivious to the strange meeting they'd just had. Set up on the first floor, dining room or Living room, which ever is more convenient Harry. Jacks answered still a little weirded out by Mr. Smith's demeanor. Well I gonna go look for a bathroom and change into some fresh panties, Tessa has got me soaking wet and I don't want to end up with swamp crotch before the night is through. Trisha announced as she grabbed her backpack, ran up to Jacks and snagged the keys and jogged up the porch. Stay out of the medicine cabinet Trisha, we don't need another client complaining about missing Oxycottons! Jacks warned. That was a drug seeking poltergeist that took those pills, not me! I already told you that Jacks. Trisha refuted. Don't worry baby, I'll keep and eye on her, besides that will leave you to alone to explore the house a little and get a little closer......wink wink. Tessa said as she walked past Lily and Jacks and followed Trisha into the house. Cute....real cute Tess.....But she's right. We usually walk the entire house before we start an investigation just to get a feel for the atmosphere and where we think we should place cameras. You feel like accompanying me Miss Daniels? Jacks said as he held out his arm like an old-timey gentleman, for her to take.