Right after teleporting away from both Holden and Sable, the red pixie appeared in an undisclosed location. It looked like the inside of a large cavern with red crystals jutting out of the walls and ceiling.


    Several fairies started swarming the trio. None of them said a word, they all just looked up with awe and reverence at the red pixie who floated above them. The only one not looking at her in such a way was Malle, who hid behind the crowd from the red pixie’s gaze.


    The red pixie smiled with joy, then addressed the fairies. “My fellow former captives, heed my words. The time is almost upon us. Revenge will be ours for the taking. Those who held us hostage will soon meet their end.”


    The fairies started giggling maliciously, but stopped as soon as they heard a bark coming from behind them. It came from a large dog; a bloodhound with black fur and a purple gem embedded in its head. This dog was a coin-sith, which was a type of fey creature that looked like a dog. Just like the cait-sith, the coin-sith each had a gem embedded in their heads. They also would look and sound like regular dogs to anyone incapable of using magic, until they realized they were coin-sith.


    The coin-sith raised it head up at the red pixie and spoke. “Miss Shira. I have arrived with news. Our next target is on the move.”


    “Very well,” Shira, the red pixie replied. “It’s time we move out again. Girls, follow me.”


    Black collars then materialized around all of the fairies and the coin-sith’s necks. They then all followed the red pixie to places only known to them.


    ***


    The following day, Holden and Sable were both sitting in Holden’s office reading an article in the paper about evidence incriminating the publisher of RavenEye Publishing in several crimes when they heard a knock at the door. Holden got up and opened it to find a man delivering a package from Randy. It was a box. According to the note left on it, Randy wanted to send them an additional reward for their services. Holden signed for it, then bid the delivery man fairwell before closing the door.


    He brought it over to his desk, and opened it in front of Sable. Within the box lay a few pieces of paper that looked like part of a manuscript titled Helen & Scarlet by Randy Owens.


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    “Is this his next novel?” Sable asked. “I guess he’s already moved on from the one we found yesterday.”


    “Maybe he had a spark of inspiration,” Holden said. “But what’s with that title?”


    “Well, keep reading.”


    “Alright,” Holden then began reading everything on the first page aloud. “Helen and Scarlet: The Chronicles of Female Private Investigators featuring Helen, the intelligent yet air-headed human, and Scarlet, the stoic cat beastfolk. A YA Mystery.”


    Holden and Sable then glanced at one another. Both of them were thinking the same thing. Randy thought up a novel based off the two of them.


    Sable was the first to chuckle. “Intelligent yet air-headed. I can’t wait to see the rest of this.”


    “I have a feeling I’m going to hate it.”


    “Too bad. Let’s get reading.”


    “Fine.” Holden then began to read the story to Sable.


    ***


    This is the partial manuscript that Randy sent to Holden and Sable featuring the characters Helen and Scarlet.


    It begins with Helen and Scarlet facing down the culprit of a major magical creature trafficking ring. The culprit was a masked elf who went by the name Red Mask. Red Mask’s piercing red eyes sent a chill down Helen’s spine, yet Helen persevered despite her fear.


    “Scarlet, watch my back,” Helen said, drawing a pair of daggers. “I wouldn’t put it above this guy to have some minions lying in wait.”


    Scarlet clicked her tongue at Helen’s demands. “Would you stop bossing me around, boss lady?”


    “Hey, I hired you to be my bodyguard, Scarlet. Isn’t it normal for you to have my back?”


    Scarlet flipped her hair, and glared at Helen. “Fine. I’ll back you up. With these fists of mine, no one wil be able to lay a hand on you.”


    The duo then heard a man’s voice shouting at them from a distance. He was an elf with red hair and eyes, dressed in a business suit. “Don’t forget about me, ladies.”


    Helen blushed the moment she saw him. “Alexander.”


    Scarlet rolled her eyes at Helen’s sudden meak demeanor. “Oh look, it’s the prosecutor. And your want-to-be boyfriend.”


    Helen’s cheeks only grew redder at Scarlet’s words. “Shut up, Scarlet, or he’ll hear you.”


    “Why bother? The whole city practically knows of your crush.”


    At that moment, Alexander arrived at the scene. “Helen, Scarlet. I’m here. Now let’s deal with Red Mask.”


    “My dear, Alexander,” Red Masked said. “Are you sure you’ll be able to strike your father?” He then removed his mask revealing a face that significantly resembled Alexander’s but older.


    “What!” Helen, Scarlet, and Alexander all yelled at the same time.”


    ***


    Both Holden and Sable stared at one another once again after they were done reading. They had the same thing on their mind.


    “This is stupid,” Sable said.


    “Agreed,” Holden replied.


    The two of them then sealed up the box with the partially completed manuscript inside, and never looked at it again.