The Encipherers

Chap-1

"Reporting alive on the case of Lamarck family, that has just been sorted. The perpetrator -not a criminal, in fact, -a layman, Sean Edward, known to be a very humble person in his neighborhood, but, seemed trollied, giving his hard-to-decipher voluble stance. As he says he met Jesus in his dream, who ordered him to, unfortunately, assassinate the innocent life of Olsen's child, Henry Lamarck.

With a very keen observance, basically, bee's knees, again, 'The Encipheres' dealt with the case very proficiently still, hiding in disguise like usual, not revealing themselves again. For unleashing their real identities and getting authentic news daily, keep watching our show, '60 Seconds' on Avon Cablevision."

*Turns off the TV*

In his vintage little house, Harry sat opposite the TV box, along which were two windows at both sides on the wall, opening up to the spare green forest. Considering the morning, he sat n the comfy velvet sofa watching the news with his sleek black hair parting back perfectly as the light from the windows cemented on his pale-rosy complexion lit up his angry upturned eyes. Those green orbs said all. "Kate! You've gone bonkers, haven't you? Why'd you turn off the TV?" He shouted with fierceness, turning his head towards the front right parallel to him beside the TV Screen tracing Kate -his childhood friend. 

Kate, placing down the remote, with her greek nose twitched and glossy black orbs pulled in a frown, turned back, "We have another case pending Harry! How can you possibly sit and watch that news repeatedly?" she replied in her basic British accent while frowning as Harry, who erstwhile seated comfortably on the sofa, now followed her to the workroom.

"Set the pit on fire while I am scrounging for the papers, I've jotted the intel in," Kate ordered referring to a case as Harry lit the matchstick and threw it in the ingle in a way that he thought he looked cool, while actually, he seemed to be a cheap fool.

"Harry! We are off to the Gilmore's party, if you remember? Tonight... at 8... sharp." Kate reminded Harry so he would go take a shower and wear a suitable suit as this night, was one of the most essential ones for The Encipheres -the independent investigative organization run by Harry Warner, Kate Chatton, and Ronald Gaylyn passed down by Ronald's late father. 
This night, at Gilmore's Party, else than Kate, Harry, and Ronald, some other people were to be included in the clique.

Giving a dead stare at Harry who grimaced like a baby at her, Kate threw the salt pocket at him firmly. "That hurts." He replied.

"Was meant to be." She countered shoving a cookie in her mouth.

*Door slams*

"Darling! Darling! Darling! Kate! Harry!" a man called out in a loud voice while un-wearing his trench and putting it over the carry stand.

"I'm never going to get used to that." Harry sighed over the way Ronald enters and greets them every time.

"That's still odd, I agree," Kate replied back as Ronald came rushing in, un-wearing his scarf and combing his wavy blonde hair back. "I found... that there is.... a party tonight-"

"Ludwig's? Already known. The kids will be there? Known. What else?" Kate asked in an akimbo while cutting him off as poor Ronald's cheerful smile diminished into a blank face.

"How did -you-?" "You already knew?" he doubled the questions with his Hazel-brown eyes expressing tension. 

"Darling! Darling! Darling!" Harry mimicked while playing with his fingers getting near to Ronald, "We're not wasting our time and quids over your cheap bevvys with every or any girl," he stopped, glimpsed at Kate up to down, continued, "-or a boy in her case. We are doing serious work, Ronald!!!!!!!! We are the friggin' famous ENCIPHERERS!!!!! Totally not known for this." He trusted, speaking the last sentence as he followed his index finger from top to bottom at Ronald.