CUT TO: DOWNTOWN DISTRICT
EXT. DOWNTOWN - NIGHT
A DOG RUNS INTO AN ALLEY, LOOKS AROUND, AND HIDES UNDER A DUMPSTER. A FEW SECONDS LATER, FROM THE DOG'S PERSPECTIVE, THE DOG CAN SEE TWO MEN WHO HAVE ARRIVED IN THE ALLEY.
[Man#1]
Where the hell did that rat go?
[Man#2]
As fast as it is, it could be anywhere.
[Man#1]
That's right. This begs the question of why you let it get away!
[Man#2]
Me? You were the one who let the window down. You know how much of a weasel that mutt is.
[Man#1]
I was trying to score points with those checks and you managed to screw that up.
[Man#2]
Oh, screw off. Look all that matters now is that we find the mutt or the boss won't be happy about it. You know how he can be.
[Man#1]
Come on, let's keep looking.
THE TWO MEN LEAVE THE ALLEY AND WHEN THE COAST IS CLEAR THE DOG LEAVES DOWN THE OPPOSITE PATHWAY OF THE ALLEY.
CUT TO: THE NEXT DAY, THE HEIGHTS
EXT. HOUSE - LATE MORNING
JACOB AND MICAELA ARRIVE AT A HOUSE IN THE HEIGHTS.
[Jacob]
So, what's the deal with these guys?
[Micaela]
Not sure. All I know is that Elder owes this lady a favor or something. As soon as she called he wasn't hesitant to send us out here.
[Jacob]
Great. Just great. Let's just get this over with, yeah?
JACOB AND MICAELA APPROACH THE FRONT DOOR, JACOB RINGS THE DOORBELL AND A FEW SECONDS LATER A TALL BUTLER OPENS THE DOOR.
[Butler]
The detectives I presume?
[Jacob]
Yeah. We're here to see Mrs. McCarthy.
THERE IS SILENCE BETWEEN THE THREE AS THEY HEAR SOBBING FROM INSIDE OF THE HOUSE.
[Butler]
Right, this way.
JACOB AND MICAELA WALK INTO THE LIVING ROOM AND APPROACH MRS. MCCARTHY WHO IS CRYING ON HER COUCH. MRS. MCCARTHY WEARS A ROBE, HAS GONE THROUGH ONE BOX OF TISSUES AND BLOWS HER NOSE AFTER A FIT OF DRAMATIC WAILING.
[Jacob]
Mrs. McCarthy, we're with the BRPD. Chief Elder told us that you wanted to file a report.
[Mrs. McCarthy]
Yes, that's correct. It's my precious, loving, wonderful, adorable, and slightly musty Veraminta! Some hoodlums stole her while I was out walking her! They came out of nowhere in a rusted van, shouting epithets! The thugs! Oh, what is this city coming to? I live out here to get away from the pandemonium! And where were the police?! Oh, I found myself alone with not a soul to help me!
[Jacob]
Hold on, you're calling to make a report of a stolen dog?
[Mrs. McCarthy]
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Shade - The Living Shadow
FantasyAfter being the superhero known as Shade for nearly a year, Dray faces one of the biggest dilemmas yet. The terrorist known The Dragoon has just set off the New Madrid fault line causing chaos and destruction in an attempt to cleanse the city of Bed...
