"Set your course by the stars, not by the lights of every passing ship."~ Omar N. Bradley
V.C. twisted on her heel to see Jack standing behind her with thunderous eyes.
Luckily, he waited until they were out of earshot of the dumpy guard before he unleashed his wrath.
How thoughtful of him.
"What. Did. I. Tell. You? Sit QUIETLY and observe! No shenanigans! "
"Calm down, it was a single shenanigan."
When that didn't alleviate the frustration emanating off of Jack, she frowned and continued.
"I said that I'd be as quiet as a nun. But I don't make a habit of visiting nunneries or abbies so I really didn't have anything to base it off of. Do you see how that could be a problem? And I think it's more the monks that take a vow of silence..."
Fire leaked from Jack's eyes as he bore his gaze into her forehead.
Better wrap this up before he pops a clog.
"So, it really just boils down to communication. We've really gotta work on that—"
"Are. You. Kidding. Me. Right. NOW?!" He punctuated each word with a firm grit of teeth.
She wagged a finger at his face. "See. Now, I know that's not quiet. That's yelling. I know yelling really well, you do it a lot."
Jack placed his hands on his hips and stared at the ceiling, blowing a puff of hot air out of his mouth.
"Hey." V.C. joked, jabbing an elbow into the Commander's gut. " If this detective gig falls through, you could always pilot an air balloon. You've got enough hot air for it."
"I don't even know why I bother." Jack shook his head regretfully and stomped down the hallway. V.C. had to jog to keep up with his long, angry strides.
"Wait, wait, I'm sorry, okay? That was on me. But it wasn't a complete waste. I mean, we did get some info."
Jack whirled around mid-step. "What do you mean? Besides the fact that Emblem gave her jewelry. Crazy, it's almost like they were married." He pretended to think, a single finger resting on his sculpted chin. "Oh, wait, they were!"
"Alright, Chandler Bing, cool it with the sarcasm. I did that to get her to loosen up. People drop their defenses when complimented. Even if it's only for a second. And the metal piece we- " She revised her statement after a look from Jack." You found in her house was the same shape and style. The question is: what was Mateo doing buying pure rhodium ore earrings? It's very rare."
Raising his eyebrows, he let go of his anger gradually. "How rare?"
"Well. Most jewelry isn't pure. Jewelers use a technique called electroplating. It's the common process of using a salt bridge to add a cover of a rarer metal over a cheaper one, most times iron."
She caught sight of Jack's glazed eyes and explained."Like how the U.S. Treasury started to mint pennies in 1982. Most pennies are just made of zinc now- only covered with a thin layer of copper. He must have had to custom order them— or buy them from a town that specializes in Rhodium."
"Exactly." V.C. continued down the hallway now that she had Jack's ear again. "And now that we know she was having an affair, we need to find out who it was with."
Jack gave her a look that clearly expressed how much he questioned her sanity. "Were we listening to the same woman?"
Was he even listening?!
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Eridanus Flooding (WATTY 2018 WINNER)Mystery / Thriller
Commander Jack Rhodes is a retired Navy Seal. Well. Retired isn't what he would call it. More like fired. Yes. Fired would be the correct choice of word. No one retires at the age of 32. When a mission went wrong, leaving Jack as the only survivor...