[hr][center][color=slategray][b][h1]Harry Kingsfield[/h1]
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Location:[/b][/color] B&B->Abandoned House[/center][hr][hr]
And at long last, he had the peace to enjoy his breakfast in peace. It seemed like his answers where enough to satisfy both the cook and his client enough so that they were satisfied, at least for the time being. Still, he couldn't be sure if this wouldn't come back later and bite him in the ass. However, his primary concern was getting the grub into his stomach as soon as possible. He was starving.

Roughly ten to fifteen minutes later, and he was all finished, with all his used dishes neatly stacked up into one convenient pile for clean-up. It was a minor display of courtesy, but hopefully whoever had to collect them would appreciate their job being just a bit easier. Harry wiped his mouth clean of any stray crumbs and syrup as he stepped out of the Bed and Breakfast.

Now he was confronted with the choice of where he would go to investigate that day. The two primary options that sprang to mind was either the supposedly abandoned house, and that Helsey woman Mrs. Walker had told him about. He didn't really have any particular preference one way or the other. Neither were obviously directly tied to the case and were likely to be as likely to be dead ends, so he wasn't exactly sure. So after a few moments of thought, he decided to just settle it with a coin flip. Heads he goes to this shop, tails the abandoned house.

Harry dug around in his pockets for a coin, and to his surprise found a full silver dollar. When did he get ahold of that? Well no matter, it was a small bonus to his day. He set the coin down on his thumb and lobbed it into the air. He put a bit too much force into it, and almost launched it into a nearby gutter, but was fast enough to still catch it out of the air. When he covered the coin he found that it was indeed tails. Well, that settled that. Helsey could be met with after he did a bit of investigating of the house. Stretching his arms, the private investigator hopped into his car and took a drive towards that point of the pentagram.