[hr][hr][center][h1][color=f06262]Robin Marshall[/color][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/nwvYKd0.gif[/img]

[i]Location: The Café
Interacting With: Miranda Burke, Olivia Johnson, Heather Ali[/I][/center]
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[color=f06262]"I'm not much of a 'Fred', but I do have a Mystery Machine and a lot of spare time on my hands,"[/color] Robin said with a toothy grin at the very idea of a [i]Scooby Doo[/i] gang of Red Lake natives. Never too old to be a meddling kid, apparently. Granted, the subject material was a little more somber than any cartoon mystery story. [color=f06262]"I'm in to help search, for sure. Whatever it takes."[/color] It was very easy to promise that, he knew, and then take off as he usually did; however, this time he didn't feel the all-encompassing need to escape Red Lake the moment he set foot in it. 

Maybe he was ready to settle.

...

Nah. It was just the change of pace talking, the murders bringing life to a town that used to drain it out of him. Once all was calm again, he could drive out to Philadelphia, try and set up roots again, even though the risk of falling into old crowds and old ways and old beds was a real downer. To the west, instead. Either way, this wouldn't be a permanent thing.

Olivia's question of whether or not he had any stories to tell shook him out of that daze of plans for the future. [color=f06262]"Well, it was just more of the same, really. The city got a bit boring. I did make a shit-ton of money as the fill-in for a guitarist in a band."[/color] Well, it was an exagerration: he wasn't any richer. Half of the earnings were for repairs to the [i]Dancing Queen[/i], and the other half went into purchasing that doomed ring. But he didn't really want to talk about engagements and [i]dis[/i]engagements to a town of gossips, an over-sharer though he may be at times. [color=f06262]"Nothing much this time around, compared to what's going on here."[/color]

The arrival of Heather was a welcome distraction; a better segue than anything he could come up with away from the uncomfortable topics. [color=f06262]"Heather Ali––a sight for sore eyes."[/color] The woman was soaked from head to toe, and given her excuse, Robin couldn't help but laugh, even though there was the inkling of worry in the back of his mind that he hadn't heard from Heather in a while. Last he was in town, she wasn't around. [color=f06262]"'Drowned' is a good look. And you weren't interrupting. Olivia was just suggesting checking out a [i]creepy old house[/i] to help out the case and, I gotta say, my interest levels has gone off the charts from that description alone."[/color]

Hell, if this whole gumshoe thing panned out, and they found Riley Walker and caught the murderer, maybe he could go all [i]Murder She Wrote[/i], travelling the US and solving a different small-town homicide every week. Wouldn't that be the life.