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  1. Akela laughed and straightened up, "The right question on Kodiak is do you think it won't rain?" Still, she trained a practiced eye on the sky, "Not for a while yet. We will be off the water before it cuts loose." She picked up her case, "I love it here, but it is a far cry from where I grew up." @Flip
  2. Liam chuckled as he mulled over the best approach. He had never outright told his children that he lived something of a double life. However, he felt sure they had guessed that he was more than a mild-mannered multi-billionaire. They had been respectful of his privacy and never challenged it. It had worked both ways. He knew that Lucian had worked assignments for the USMS that he disliked, especially while in the Witness Protection Service. Liam also never inquired about J.D.'s work which he never discussed. He had also never questioned Reagan about her marriage. As a father, he had been concerned for all of them. Liam could have called on his contacts to get him whatever information he needed. That would have irrevocably damaged the trust that held his family close to one another no matter how globally distant they were. "I canna outright lie to them. At the same time, I willna risk telling the boys and Reagan more than you want to be known. Leaves us in a bit of a quandary," Liam said to his friend. "There is the option of me coming clean, and we tell them that we've crossed paths over the years. Let them believe you're a former spook of some kind." @JulieS
  3. "We have one more local resource," Liam said, a smile crossing his features, "providing you are still a hand with the ladies. Akela Noelani. She is a special agent with the Coast Guard Investigative Service, senior forensic specialist. I know she has assisted Lucian when Storm Shelter has taken on private investigative cases." He also knew that Lucian had not asked anything of her that was strictly illegal. Liam knew the woman from her after hours work helping out on his or Lucian's tour boats. "Lucian also has one of those I might know a guy networks," Liam added almost as an after-thought. "We also need a backstory that covers you stopping in to see me on a regular basis once I'm out of this place." He tilted his head and studied Mark, "Thing is, I don't want to outright lie to Naomi or the kids. I never have...I've just not told them everything." @JulieS
  4. Akela nodded her understanding. She did not know anyone on Kodiak that could be considered a confidante of Liam's other than his wife. The man was not reclusive, but he was very reserved about his private life and he had the finances to make sure it stayed that way. "I've done a little work with Lucian on Storm Shelter cases. He is usually very careful about not crossing legal boundaries. However, when he takes on a client, their safety and needs come first with him." She watched as the ME got the body situated in his launch. He left one of his assistants with Akela's forensic team and headed back to port. Time was of the essence when it came to processing the body. Akela was not wild about having to go to autopsy but she would have to stop by to pick up any forensic evidence. She sighed and began packing up her case. Indicating the launch that had brought her to the scene, Akela asked, "Want a ride back? Beats the rubber boat you came out in." She grinned and winked. @Flip
  5. "Nothing for your guys, Lieutenant," Akela answered. "My team will bag and tag everything. Once we've gotten forensics off it, we'll put non-perishables in your evidence lock-up." CGIS had a good working relationship with the Kodiak Police Department. It suited both organizations since it meant cost breaks on both sides. On top of that, KPD did not have to try to field the expense of a full forensics lab or wait, sometime for weeks, for evidence to be processed at the state-run labs. It was a win-win. "The MacLeods are generally well-thought of around here," Akela added. She knew Lucian fairly well and had met Liam, Naomi and Reagan on a number of occasions. She had not met J.D. yet, but had to assume he had been well-raised just like Lucian and Reagan. "I know that won't guarantee Liam's cooperation." Tags @Flip
  6. Lucian heard Kat's summons from where he stood near the barn with J.D. They had walked the immediate perimeter, making sure that everything was secure. That was the downside of small-town life. The rumor mill worked faster than any newspaper. Word would already be out about the MacLeods being detained along with a young lady not-local to Kodiak. Going from the premise that what Stephanie said was true, that information would get back to her uncle and his minions in no time at all. Lucian and J.D. really had no reason not to believe her after seeing the state that Louis was in, not to mention the preliminary information J.D. had gotten on the uncle's head of security / enforcer. He glanced at his brother as they turned to walk toward the house, "We need more information on Vitaly Lysenko. We also need to make sure that Liam is alright and look into why he and Mother were shot." J.D. shrugged a bit. "I can ask some more questions, but with him working in the private sector it limits some of my lines of information..." J.D. walked along for a bit before he spoke again, "...is there anyone else we can ask about how he ended up shot? I'm not saying he's lying, but he could definitely be holding back on what he knows." Lucian considered J.D.'s question regarding who might know something about Liam's private affairs. It occurred to him that he really did not know very much about his father's life. He shook his head, "I cannot think of anyone we can ask other than Mother." His tone of voice made it clear that he would rather not pursue that course of action. "However, I might know someone that can help us on the Lysenko front. There is a private investigator that recently moved to Kodiak. I have not had a need to contract out investigative work lately. We can see if Mark Carson is available and if he will take on the job." J.D. glanced over as they walked. "Who is Mark Carson? That doesn't ring any bells for me." "He and his brother, David, moved here last year. Brother works in IT and Mark Carson opened a private investigation and security business. I have been meaning to talk to him because I do use independent contractors for some of Storm Shelter's jobs, especially if they involve travel. I cannot stay away for long because of the bar and charters," Lucian explained quietly. "Depending on what Liam has landed us in the middle of, we might need help. And I know a guy...or rather...a girl that can help out with some things. She is with CGIS." "CGIS? Will that end up causing problems for us down the road? We don't really need LEO's looking over our shoulders any more than they already will be..." J.D. had his hands tucked into his pockets as they strolled along. Tags
  7. "Aye, lad. This is my home and I didna come here to hide," Liam stated adamantly. In fact, he still did the same job that he used to do for some large organizations that preferred to remain anonymous. Liam ran survival training camps for people that wanted to know how get out alive if they ever found themselves stranded in the wilderness. It was a practical how-to sort of course. At the end, the trainees would be dumped somewhere on Kodiak and told to get back to civilization. It was all carefully monitored, of course. "I have a few contacts I'll be getting in touch with soon," Liam admitted. There were a few people he could still trust. He also did not want to ostensibly tread on the toes of local law enforcement. "I will recommend that Lucian consider contracting with your agency. Of course, there's more under the hood than he and J.D. show to the public." Lucian had been a United States Marshal and during that time he had brought in some of the most dangerous criminals ever known. He had worked with Interpol and other international law enforcement organizations. He had taken on extreme training and, although he would only use it as a last resort, was a world class sharp shooter. J.D. had a long and distinguished military career and had most recently been working with a task force that dealt with the ultimate dangers...rogue military personnel that snapped and went to work for the wrong side. On top of all that, Liam had put all three of his children through his survival training. Even Reagan could bring herself out of the wilderness despite all odds being against her. Liam was proud of all three of them. They would get the job done, no matter what. If he could provide them with some additional help and leverage, he was glad to do it. "On top of the shooting, there is the Stroud girl's situation," Liam said. "I am expecting an update, but so far, have heard nothing from the boys. Reagan called just long enough to say that everything was in hand," Liam added, his voice dropping to a mutter, "whatever that means." Tags @JulieS
  8. "Not yet," the ME answered. "Been in the water too long for our fingerprint scanners to work and no ID on him. We'll have to get him back to base before I can give either of you any more information." Jonas Chamberlain rose to his feet. "Wrap him up for transport. Be kind." Akela smiled slightly despite the situation. Jonas always took the dead to heart and demanded respect for his patients. He was also one of the most competent medical examiners that she had ever worked with. Chamberlain was so intuitive when it came to his work, he practically solved some of the cases before forensics finished their work. Of course, this was also the most distressing part of her job. Until the reports came in from Jonas and his people, as well as various samples to be tested and analyzed, Akela was in waiting mode. "Even if the man is...or was...our shooter," Akela said to Rick, "he did not deserve to die like that. Perhaps Liam MacLeod can shed more light on what is going on. I don't envy you the job of trying to get to the bottom of all this." @Flip
  9. Liam settled back against his pillows and reached out to tap the button on the inside of the bed's safety rail that raised the head higher. He laid both his iPad and glasses on the bedside stand before returning his dark-eyed gaze on Mark Carson. His expression softened from gruff old bear to almost fatherly or, in his case, grandfatherly kindness. He also mentally reviewed the various irons that he had in various fires. Kodiak Island was the second-largest island in the United States and the eightieth largest in the world. Still, it was a remote island and sparsely populated. Unless you were the kind of person that buried your head in the sand, you heard things. Liam was known around the island and had close friends from all walks of life. He was also known around the world for his business acumen, for being scrupulous in his dealings, fair in all things, kind to those in need, and his billions of dollars. Aidan O'Quinn, Kodiak's Chief of Police, had already been in touch about his sons' brush with the law. Liam would have words with them later for how that operation had come off. Yet, they were handling it and taking care of Stephanie Stroud. Liam's instincts told him that she was in danger. No good could come of Mason Stroud wanting his niece located. That was why he had told the boys not to contact the man's representative when they found her. He had told them to take her someplace safe and find out from her how much danger she might be in. Liam's orders had not included having her forcibly removed from a public place. Lucian and J.D. could handle the situation. They were both more than competent and at the top of their game professionally. There had to be something else going on that had prompted the ruckus at the Rave. Unfortunately, it might bring the attention of Björn's criminal operation onto them. That would be dealt with in due time. "Private investigations and security, hmmm? Surprised you have not met Lucian yet. His company, Storm Shelter, is in the same line of work," Liam paused briefly and met Mark's eyes directly, "Nothing will stop my sons from looking into this shooting. Right now, I've distracted the lads with another job I'd been asked to do. This means that I will have to tell them a bit more than I've wanted to about my...extracurricular activities. They and I will need help with both situations." Liam wanted to see how much Mark knew before he continued. He also needed to see if the younger man would even consider working in concert with his sons. @JulieS
  10. Liam pulled off the glasses and with that, he effectively dropped the old man act. It served its purpose with the hospital staff and, hopefully, would do the same with the police since the doctors had given the all-clear for them to speak with him. That was going to be fun. Liam leaned back and studied Mark. No one ever really left the kind of work he did. Liam had to wonder how he was handling civilian life. "How are you doing, lad? Feels a tad queer being out in the real world, does it?" Liam raised an eyebrow as he asked the question.
  11. Akela shook her head, "No, sorry to not have been clear. Liam MacLeod was the founder and former CEO of Coldwater Holdings. His daughter, who I'm sure you met after the MacLeod boys' debacle, is the current CEO - Reagan MacLeod. I suspect this man is our shooter." She indicated the rifle that had been brought up. "That's the same round they took out of MacLeod's chest. He was lucky." She narrowed her eyes, absently watching the ME work. "I'm not sure MacLeod was meant to die." Tags @Flip
  12. As silently as the man had entered the room, Liam was still alerted to his presence before he spoke. He looked up from his iPad and looked over the rim of his reading glasses. Yes, they were mostly an affectation designed to disarm people. Liam MacLeod's eyesight was as sharp as ever as were his other senses and skills. In fact, he had read the riot act to the hospital staff earlier over having his room sprayed with that obnoxious apple scent. It clouded his sense of smell. He stared at Mark Carson, managing to peruse him for any visible sign of weaponry. They had a long and often shadowy history which made the Old Bear glad that Naomi had gone to Lucian's apartment to clean up and rest for awhile. Thoughts of his eldest son caused a quick frown to flit over his craggy features. It was past time that the boys reported to him regarding what had gone on with the girl he'd asked them to find. "Mark. Past time you got in touch," Liam said, his native Scottish accent more pronounced than usual. Despite that and having pitched his voice low, it was clear and easy to understand. "I am healing. Canna stand staying here much longer, ya ken?" @JulieS
  13. Akela continued examining the rifle. Then something caught her eye and she blinked, "Serial number's intact, Lieutenant. That will help track down where it was sold. Ballistics will tell us if it's the same gun used in the MacLeod shooting." By then, the body had been extracted from the water and laid out on the deck. The Medical Examiner was doing his preliminary work before authorizing transport. After a few minutes, he rose to his feet, nodding to Akela and Rick. He was a slender, elegant man in his mid-fifties with thick silver gray hair and eyes to match. A clipped British accent marked his country of origin. "Well, the cause of death seems fairly obvious." As they had turned the man over, a gaping wound showed. He had literally been gutted like a deer. In fact, at first glance, it appeared that his vital organs had been removed. Just as Akela's stomach lurched at seeing a human treated like the carcass of a wild animal, Chamberlain called over the rail to the CGIS personnel tasked with dragging the area and those searching the shore near the bridge, "Stay sharp, lads. If you find an odd heart, liver or entrails, gather them up carefully." "You got it, Doc," one of Akela's team called back good-naturedly. She sighed, "I think the shooting was something more than just someone not happy with the former CEO of Coldwater Holdings." There was little to support her feelings beyond a vague uneasiness. "Can't discuss an ongoing case without authorization, but if I see Lucian at the Alibi tonight, I'll offer him a vague warning to be careful when out and about." @Flip
  14. Akela watched the men in the dinghy as they carefully and respectfully worked on getting the dead man's body on board. No matter who he had been in life, they were being respectful. She always found that simple caring a bit moving. However, Rick's last words caught her attention... It’s not the quiet small town force I mistook it for. Seems there’s far ore than meets the eye here." "In many ways, Kodiak is one of the last frontiers left in the USA," Akela said. "We attract a certain element. Most of it is harmless. People fed up with the rat race and things like that. There is also the element that is trying to hide for other - less savory - reasons. That's where Aidan O'Quinn's focus is. Those of us in law enforcement have to deal with them but with the island becoming more popular for the eco-tourism crowd, it's necessary to make sure that it's safe here for visitors." Akela grabbed a pair of gloves out of her forensics case, expertly slipped them on and picked up the gun. "Remington 700 chambered for Lapua .338. Popular hunting rifle although it's not bear season here. Maybe he," she nodded toward the body that was being conveyed on board the ship, "was hunting something else...like MacLeods." @Flip
  15. Role? Currently Aidan O'Quinn is being played as a Shared NPC. However, he would also make a good secondary character. His NPC bio is here. Wanted Character Notes N/A - At this moment, the character is a shared NPC. His role could be expanded to that of a primary character if someone is interested.

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Storm Shelter brings crime drama and not quite soapy soap-opera to the online written RPG world. Set in one of America's last frontiers, the residents of Kodiak Island and Storm Shelter Air & Rescue encounter bad guys and storm gales in equal measure. The RPG offers guided site-wide plots and open character driven stories..

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