Goblin Wives -- North Pole Part 6a
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Chief Inspector Rudolph was remotely watching her three guests. The youngest, Katy, was very apprehensive, cuddled up and holding her legs with her arms. The younger woman, Gloria, was extremely agitated and was stopping around the main room of their temporary accommodations as she vented her anger. The oldest, Lucinda, was sitting quietly as though waiting for something to happen or someone to appear.
After picking them up at Lucinda's house, the three were stripped, cleaned, and given new clothes. Medical personnel took skin, hair, saliva, urine, and stool samples. Lucinda was lactating, so they also took a sample of her breast milk. Meanwhile Timothina's people were getting samples from Lucinda's house, bagging them up for analysis along with the furs given to her. Hopefully, the Med team or Timothina's people find a clue that would help them figure out what the fat elf had been up to.
Problem is, there had been four people in the house exposed to whatever that fuckhead had been up to. The last, Brittany Williams, hadn't be there. She was covering the Big Oil #3 Refinery fire and was front and center at the fire providing non-stop local coverage that was also being carried live, nationally and internationally. A quick snatch and grab wouldn't work. She's too well known and prominent a figure.
Looking down at her report for the High Chancellor, there just wasn't any new information to add before her briefing. A few more hours and she might have some of the answers regarding the women and the house. Another look at the report didn't help, so she turned on a new screen to see what Ms. Williams was broadcasting.
The fire had been burning for well over fifteen hours and Ms. Williams had been there from the start. How she could look that good after all that time on air at the fire scene amazed Eliza. Brittany looked better right now that Eliza did anytime. Flipping to other broadcasts, there she was in the late hours of the morning before dawn looking fabulous and the other stations covering her were remarking on that.
Looking back at the Channel 8 broadcast with Brittany backlit by the fires, Chief Inspector Eliza Rudolph had a revelation. How to get Ms. Williams. It was outside her portfolio, but the High Chancellor could make it happen. Quickly adding it to her report, she finalized, signed it, and transmitted it to the High Chancellor's office.
Eliza looked at the clock. Two hours until the briefing. She'd been on her feet or hooves for too many hours. A quick nap, then off to the High Council Chambers.
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The NORTH POLE High Council was not in session, yet the High Chancelor had summoned three individuals to discuss recent events involving the former Santa and its Workshop.