Client 1: End of The First

I've had a rough couple of days and personally, no amount of words could explain what has gone on in my life.

In Russia, a design for a nuclear weapon was due to launch and destroy China. This would cripple the world as China is one of the leading sources of trade. The Middle East would go to War with America. Russia would be at war with America, Britain and any of her previous colonies and any countries with nuclear weapons would be aiming at the other in a matter of minutes.

This was the great plan that Natalya Smirnov had stumbled upon during her investigation of a lone transmission beacon all those years ago. Her death was to silence any leak of this plot getting out and unfortunately for them, the world of the supernatural crushed the world of science...for once.

So Mr. Kozel, Natalya and myself struggled to get proof of this. If you could imagine, this involved a bit of a shoot out, on Mr. Kozel's part. I just stood there while Natalya told me to hide until it was all over. Finding proof wasn't hard, it was getting to it that posed a bit of a problem. Of course guards were crawling up the walls of the latest hide out, which Mr. Kozel managed to find once he met up with one of his Intelligence associates who had the level of access to get the files we needed. Surprisingly, many of Natalya's former co-workers had kept tabs on her disappearance and the reason why the whole damned thing was under lock down and walls of encryption was to hide their private investigation from their superiors. Well done I say.

Anyway, we had found out where this great place was, which was some back-ass town in Russia somewhere because apparently that's where top secret organisation blokes like to set up. Mr. Kozel and three others, who asked to keep their names out of this barged in and pretty much took on an undetermined amount of personnel. Lucky for them, there were more 'civilian' scientists than guards. They probably reckoned no one would catch on and they would require less guards. Arrogant bastards.

So now that was all over and done now, Natalya is still hanging around. She says she can feel the tug of the next life pulling on her which must be a strange sensation. She agrees. She's telling me that she wished she could help me more but she has never met another ghost so she doesn't have that much material to share. So in return for me helping her, she's agreed to stay with me until I can sought this thing out. I think she's just glad that she's figured it all out.

Me? I don't know how I feel. A accomplished? God Yes. Seriously lacking behind on school work? Tick. Ready for some 'talking' with the parental guardians? As ready as the dinosaurs were for the meteor.

Finally, apparently Intelligence got wind that I helped. They're not sure how and after what Mr. Kozel's probably told them, wanted to stay out of the whole ghosty-whosty business. Saying they'll leave it to me. However, they've payed me quite in impressive sum of money for getting down and dirty. So I guess I leave this case with a bank account and some explaining to do.

Wish Me Luck!
Selma Gideon - With one case under her belt.