"jaxons! reddo! riley! here! now!" called the director.
dillain walked over, a pile of file-folders in hand, about to topple. through a srugling voice, he murmured, "yes, director sheopard?"
"PHONE CALL!" shrill voice penetrated the air.
"you wanted something?" asked a voice from behind her.
"i need you three on a case. a young... well we dont know yet, but its a blood bath and a meat puzzle." said the director. "cateline i want you driving."
"what! hey, im the only guy here! its not fair i cant drive the car!' dillain wined, dropping the stack of files.
" and it also isnt fair that weve gone through three cars in a week when you drove. and dont even pipe up, taylor, you drove into a well." said the director. she knew what each of these gents would say, shed been there so long.
"well, lets go, stupid!" katt (cateline) said, tugging dillains wing.
taylor and amber headed after them, but dirctor sheopard held tylor back.
"taylor, i want you to go help raechel."

katt had parked the car across the street from a nice hotel. dillain ran inside to get "the first look" as he described.
as amber and katt walked in, and couldnt believe the sight. parts of some body lay scattered across the room, yet not a single drop of blood.
"i see the meat puzzle." amber breathed.
"but where's the blood bath?" katt asked, seemingly inishing her sentance.
dillains voice ame from another room, "where do you think? ... its in the bathroom." he said.
katt walked in, amber following.
the sink, and tub were filled to the brim with blood.
"ech, its gross how literal some people take things." katt murmured.
"were a team or murder investigaters, what did you think the job was gonna be like?" amber asked, "i know its your firt day, but show a little repect!"
"find the head yet?" amber asked a police man.
he gave a stern shake of the head.
a startled yell came from the bathroom.
"oh, thats nasty..." kat groaned.
"uh, amber, neverind about the head." dilain called.
amber walked in to see the head of a cat, all wet with blood, floating in the tub. the fur was black with white patch on the eye.
"okay, you found the head? whats so great?"
"the fact that the head still hasnt been cut apart." dillain said.
"it was a murder, dillain. murder is BAD."
"well if there were no murders, wed be out of job."
"just call evan!" katt said.
a phone rang in dillain's hand.
"oh hey raech. whatcha got?"
. . .
"really? could ya do it for me?"
. . .
amber and katt her the sound of woodcracking throug the phone, then dilain asked, "whats in it?"
. . .
"eh- okay?..." he hung up.
"what was it?" the girls asked.
"raechel said there was a package waiting for me. she opened it. aparently we need to see it in person to believe it."
"she say anythng about it?" katt asked.
"no. she only asked me to take a good look at the head when we find it." dillain replied, starting off toward the bathroom.