Turtle detective returns home.

Meanwhile, ratty is also back with info about the blondy girl and her relation with deceased victim.

Rattly says that the girl had an affair with the victim before his death.

Turtle nods.

Ratty: " Honestly, I thought she would've told someone by now, if the situation was that serious. But she didn't."

Turtle : "So what are you saying? She is behind his murder?"

Ratty: "I'm saying that she knows something."

Turtle detective : "Spit it out, man, I haven't got all day"

Rattly : "I heard her talking to someone about visiting a ghost in the basement of an abandoned building. But, after some more inquiry, she mentioned that she saw a gigantic spider monster in the storage house."

Turtle : "Is she talking about the one we killed? "

Ratty : " Ditto. That's why her buddy had heart attack or something. I mean, who could see a monster and not have a heart attack? That thing was huge! But then it just disappears like it wasn't even there.Sam was right that she was sneaking in the storage house. But, it makes sense now. I mean, she saw the Spider Monster, and that's why she started sneaking in the storage house."

Turtle : " Maybe we should talk to her again."

Ratty : "I can try to convince her to talk to you, but I can't make any promises."

Turtle detective: "How did you even got so intimate with her so quickly, you sneaky rat?"

Rat : "I told you, I'm a smooth talker. She was too mentally scarred after what happened. She got easily charmed. Besides, I have a pal who is friends with her.So, I used my connection to gain trust too."

Turtle : "What a joker. Well, we might as well go talk to her again, although I'm not optimistic about this plan."

Ratty : " I know! Why don't you try acting nice to her? You are usually an asshole."

Turtle : " Would she fall for the act? "

Ratty : " Well... it's worth a try, isn't it? Who knows? Maybe it'll work, maybe it won't. But we gotta try, or this will be the longest and most frustrating investigation yet. "

Turtle : " Okay.You're too soft, ratty. To be a detective, you gotta be tough like me, buddy. A jerk. But if the act starts feeling unnatural, I'm not going to continue with it."

Ratty : " Fair enough. So, we going to visit the lady or what? "

Turtle : " I guess we are. Be prepared for the most frustrating interrogation you've ever experienced."

At the location. Turtle : "So you're telling me that the giant monster and any other evidence that we found can just vanish into thin air? "

Ratty : "Where did you think they went? How did you think they got there in the first place? You saw it with your own eyes! "

The blond lady Kelso : "Yes, yes I did."

Turtle : "When and where did you first saw the spider monster? What made you suspicious?" Turtle asks her, trying to narrow down the time and place.

The lady takes a deep breath, and thinks for a moment.

The lady: "I first saw it 6 days ago. I was returning home after hanging out with Steve all day. In fact, it was around the time when I went for my usual walk. As I was walking along the sidewalk, I saw this... creature digging up the street. At first I thought it was a construction worker, but then I saw the long hairy arm emerging from the ground and I knew it wasn't. And, I followed it from distance."

Ratty : So you were having an affair with the victim Steve. Do you think he had any enemies? Anyone who would want to kill him? "

The lady: "I'm sorry, but do I know every single person living in this city? I mean, I don't even know the guy who owns the building I live in!"

You: "So there's a chance he had an enemy that we don't know about? "

The lady: "Well, if he did, it wasn't enough to kill him. But, there’s this one creep who looks like vulture had a fight with him weeks before his murder."

Ratty : Looks like Vulture? That's interesting.

Turtle: "Tell us what happened. Why did they got into fight."

Lady Kelso: "Well, sometimes I used to visit Steve in the bar he works in. The vulture guy is a creep who visits the bar every Friday. He tries to hit on every girl. So, he made a pervy move on me and Steve got mad and hence the conflict. With the help of security, he managed to kick the creep out."

Turtle: Makes sense. Might be a good lead.

Ratty: Does he still visit the club?

Lady Kelso: I don't go there often as I used to. But, I have participated in an upcoming club performance.

Turtle: We'll surely check it out.

Ratty: Anything else? What about Sam? Do you still work for him?

Lady Kelso: No. Not anymore. But, I used to work at Sam's tavern. Sam was jealous of him and our relationship. He's very toxic.

Ratty : "So, Your boss Sam was jealous of you and victim steve having an affair? Does Sam still bother you or stalk you? Do you still work in his tavern?"

The lady: "No, I haven't seen or heard anything from him since that day. And no, I don't work at the tavern anymore. I got a job as an editor for a travel guide."

Turtle : "Wait, you write about travelling to new places?"

The lady: "No, I just fact-check and give the cities prominence. I still work as an editor for the "Sampler" guide."

Turtle detective: "So, you're in the travel guide business?I'm sure there's some snooty reason out there, but the fact of the matter is, I just like talking to people and telling them jokes."

Lady : "Snooty reasons? I love the city and am helping to make it a better place. I love meeting new people and learning about their cities. I even volunteer to help people out when I can. I visited this city when I was in college and fell in love with it. I got to work on the Sampler because one of my professors was friends with the editor. I knew I could help, so here I am."

Ratty: "Well, you've helped us out. Thanks for the information, any questions, Turtle?"

Turtle detective: "None. This has been great and I really appreciate you taking the time to help us out. If there's anything we can do for you, don't hesitate to ask. Here, take my number and call if something happens."

New number is written on a piece of paper and then the detective and his sidekick, both of them leave.

Both head back to their headquarters, Turtle walking with ratty on his side.

Next day at the office-

Ratty : Oh, a parcel!

Turtle : Probably from the mechanic Garvan.

Ratty: How can ya tell?

Turtle: I told him to construct an automatic slingshot-pistol for me. He owes me one. So he's doing it for free.

Ratty: Wow! Neat! What can it do?

Turtle: A slingshot turned into a pistol like structure with a trigger. Slingshot with a clockwork mechanism bolted onto the side for automatic reloading; just turn the trigger and it pulls back the string and drops a new projectile into place from the magazine.

  Ratty: Sweet. Finally, some upgrade!

Turtle : After facing the undead and the giant spider, I have a bad feeling about this. I think we are up against something ominous.

Ratty: Better prepared than never!

Turtle : Anyways, no luck in the missing daughter of the theatre owner yet?

Ratty: Nope.

Turtle sighs. Turtle : Now, we need to investigate the bar where victim Steve used to work in. Blue Dream. Hotel Mirage.

Ratty: "I just realized something. The bar is called the "Blue Dream". Isn't it kind of obvious that victim Steve had a drug addiction?"

Turtle : No, actually it's very subtle. The Blue Dream is a well known bar, so it's very unlikely that someone with the name of Steve who has worked there would happen to have a drug addiction. Besides, he was found dead in an alley, so his drug use was most likely not a contributing factor. Also, we can't limit ourselves to only thinkable options. Just because he may have been a recovering addict doesn't mean to say he wouldn't frequent a bar called the Blue Dream. Also, we haven't eliminated the possibility that a third party was involved.

Ratty: "You said the Farnk guy, owner of the Franks bar and grills, told you that drug dealing business is secretly being carried out by the "Blue Dream" bar's owners."

Turtle detective : Yeah, that's right. We need to verify the info provided by Frank about the drug dealing business and the info provided by Kelso about the vulture looking creep. Let's go investigate the Blue Dream.

Before they could even finish the conversation, from the window a loud quizzical outcry of meowing came.

It's Turtle detective's sneaky friendly fluffy pet cat, Puffy.

His whiskers are as long as a ball of unravelled string, fluffy like balls of rabbits fur, and fur is as black as a solar eclipse. This is no ordinary cat. In fact, Turtle was told it was extraordinary when he acquired it from that oracle shaman with mesmerising stare.

Olaf thought he was duped, but gradually he has come to realise that this cat has a sort of premonitory power. In short, it's basically a warning system. The loud unusual meowing means an admonishment to some unfriendly visitor is on the way. Hostile tourist looking for trouble .

Ratty rushes to the window for a look down at the street and spots their landlady's car parked at the curb. Turtle is almost three weeks behind on the rent.

"It's the landlady!" Ratty panics.

Turtle is thinking. Going out the front is out of option. He will have to cross her on the stairs. He could remain here--but that would mean surrendering some of the financial endowment he received from the cops as a reward and the theatres owner for the investigation cost.

He can lock the door and dissimulate his absence ; pretend as if he is gone.

Another option is to go out the window and down the fire escape. Finally, he can just face the landlady and haggle over reducing the payment and negotiate half.

Rushing like a mouse that has just noticed the shadow of a cat's tail lashing against a white wall, wasting no time, he takes his coat from the rack near the door and retrieves his freshly made automated-slingshot pistol from the desk before unlatching the window.

A cool breeze floods the office and riffles case notes on the desk.

He has got one leg over the ledge when Mrs. Willyhammer raps on the frosted glass window pane set in the office door. "Mr. Olaf the Turtle?" Her intrusive squawky voice muffled by the door. " You are late with the rent. Again."

Turtle evades onto the fire escape, followed by Ratty as he closes the window behind him and climbs down the rusting ladder to the alley.

Turtle and ratty drops the last few feet to the asphalt and scares away a scruffy stray puppy that had been nosing through the garbage . The tabby goes streaking down the alley. They follow it.