Fin is planning a new heist and is incognito working as a driver.
Patsy Loesing was intrigued by the new driver. She had tried to find out more about him by asking him questions, but he was a bit evasive, so to get a feeling about his character, she decided to "borrow" the spare keys for the old carriage house, where all their drivers had lived and the new one wasn't an exception.
She asked Kris, the gardener, to drive her to the driver's accommodation. Since he was as curious about the new guy as Patsy was, he was a suitable accomplice.
Patsy knew Coldham F. Noose III wasn't at home, because he was on an errand that should take a while.
The house was small. There was a hallway with doors leading off to different rooms. Patsy chose the kitchen first.
The new driver kept the kitchen immaculately clean. On the rustic table lay a mobile phone. She checked the brand and hadn't expected to find a VERTU phone. She switched it on, but didn't get much further, because it was protected by a password. Disappointed she switched it off again. The fridge contained sushi, yogurt, milk, cheese and fresh juice. The pantry was a big surprise too. It was stuffed with fresh fruit and vegetables, eggs, Extra Virgin Olive Oil and vinegars, soy sauce and other high quality ingredients. Most came from the local farmers market, the best delicatessen in town or Whole Foods Market. Patsy found out that Mr. Noose liked organic produce. The freezer was minimal stocked with luxury ice cream and sorbets. The cupboards revealed spices, herbs, Ethiopian and Colombian coffee, Assam, fruit and Japanese green teas. There was also a wok - unbranded. It looked old and well used and was sturdy. The pans, pots and kitchen knifes were all professional grade and very expensive. Patsy couldn't identify the cutlery, but was sure it was branded like the Rosenthal plates, bowls and mugs.
There was also a Radio/CD player on one of the shelves. The radio was tuned to a local pop channel. There was also a CD in the player. It was an album from Bobby Darin. Again Patsy hadn't expected Mr. Noose would know the singer and song writer. Bobby Darin had died before Mr. Noose had been born.
In the living room Kris found a small collection of Jazz, Swing and Pop CD's. He recognized the usual suspects like Louis Armstrong, Ella Fitzgerald and Frank Sinatra. He had never heard of David Benoit, Paul Hardcastle, Phil Perry or Madeleine Peyroux.
Kris realized he and Coldham had totally different tastes. Kris liked Country music and the Beatles. Coldham had a few albums from the Rolling Stones and Queen.
There were photographs as well. One was showing Coldham having his arms draped around two ancient Asian ladies. Another one had captured a young Hispanic girl, looking like she was far, far away in her thoughts. She was attractive. Kris knew Coldham had a girl friend so maybe that was her. In another was a group of young people. The majority was white, but three of them were African American. One lady was especially sticking out, because she had huge breasts. The last photograph depicted a portrait in black and white of an older gentleman and his dog, a Yorkshire Terrier. It was difficult for Kris to figure out where the Asian ladies fit in. The group was most likely Coldham's friends and the older man either his father or grandfather. Kris thought he saw some similarities.
Patsy and Kris met in the hallway. They compared what they had found out. Patsy moved on to the bath room. Kris wanted to have a look at the kitchen himself.
Patsy's eyes popped out. She had never seen so many male grooming products before. There was a whole set of Aramis face wash, scrub, toner, facial cream with SPF factor, shaving cream, aftershave and shaving oil. There was another set from Kiehl's in the drawer, two facial masks, besides Sisley's Ecological Compound and three bottles of perfume.
The toothpaste and cream was fairly normal. The hand soap smelled very good. Patsy couldn't identify what brand it was.
Coldham seemed also to have a preference for bath salts over gel. In the shower stall was a bottle of Frederic Fekkai shampoo and an Armani body wash.
Patsy's husband Baxter had been a men’s man and believed in soap and water. He would have believed Coldham was a sissy based on the bath room amenities.
Patsy wasn't so sure, if the new driver was straight.
After Kris had satisfied his curiosity in the kitchen, he also checked out the bathroom.
Patsy had moved on to Coldham's bedroom. A laptop was resting on the writing desk. It was from Alienware, a very rare and expensive company.
Beside the bed was a stack of books. Some were technology and security related, others were biographies. There was also a small collection of poetry, a book about Ethiopian fables and some foreign language books. Patsy thought one was in Chinese or maybe Japanese, the other one was Spanish or Italian.
The wardrobe contained clothing Patsy had seen Coldham wearing while on the job. The other third was clothing he wore in his free time, the last was completely Armani. If it would have been some t-shirts and pants from Emporio Armani, Patsy would have understood, but this was from the main line Giorgio Armani and something a normal driver could never afford.
She also found a box that was normally used to store expensive watches on the top shelf of the wardrobe. Baxter had owned a few Tag Heuer and Breitling watches, so Patsy knew how they were stored. Her eyes popped nearly out, when she saw a Rolex Oyster Perpetual Sea-Dweller 4000, valued at around 10.000 USD. It was normally used by divers, and made famous thanks to a James Bond movie. The second watch was Ulysse Nardin Freak Blue Phantom and cost nearly ten times as much as the Rolex. It had come out only the previous year. Something was definitely wrong with Mr. Noose. He wasn't simply a driver.
Patsy asked Kris not to mention anything to Mr. Noose. She was going to investigate. Based on the Social Security Number she was able to gather some information and found out Mr. Noose owned a security company, specializing in protecting goods and people. He was very successful. Tax filings showed since founding the company his earnings had climbed steadily, and profits had been 35 Million USD the previous year.
Patsy guessed her son Kenneth had engaged Mr. Noose to protect the family from a threat, so she kept quiet.
Patsy Loesing was intrigued by the new driver. She had tried to find out more about him by asking him questions, but he was a bit evasive, so to get a feeling about his character, she decided to "borrow" the spare keys for the old carriage house, where all their drivers had lived and the new one wasn't an exception.
She asked Kris, the gardener, to drive her to the driver's accommodation. Since he was as curious about the new guy as Patsy was, he was a suitable accomplice.
Patsy knew Coldham F. Noose III wasn't at home, because he was on an errand that should take a while.
The house was small. There was a hallway with doors leading off to different rooms. Patsy chose the kitchen first.
The new driver kept the kitchen immaculately clean. On the rustic table lay a mobile phone. She checked the brand and hadn't expected to find a VERTU phone. She switched it on, but didn't get much further, because it was protected by a password. Disappointed she switched it off again. The fridge contained sushi, yogurt, milk, cheese and fresh juice. The pantry was a big surprise too. It was stuffed with fresh fruit and vegetables, eggs, Extra Virgin Olive Oil and vinegars, soy sauce and other high quality ingredients. Most came from the local farmers market, the best delicatessen in town or Whole Foods Market. Patsy found out that Mr. Noose liked organic produce. The freezer was minimal stocked with luxury ice cream and sorbets. The cupboards revealed spices, herbs, Ethiopian and Colombian coffee, Assam, fruit and Japanese green teas. There was also a wok - unbranded. It looked old and well used and was sturdy. The pans, pots and kitchen knifes were all professional grade and very expensive. Patsy couldn't identify the cutlery, but was sure it was branded like the Rosenthal plates, bowls and mugs.
There was also a Radio/CD player on one of the shelves. The radio was tuned to a local pop channel. There was also a CD in the player. It was an album from Bobby Darin. Again Patsy hadn't expected Mr. Noose would know the singer and song writer. Bobby Darin had died before Mr. Noose had been born.
In the living room Kris found a small collection of Jazz, Swing and Pop CD's. He recognized the usual suspects like Louis Armstrong, Ella Fitzgerald and Frank Sinatra. He had never heard of David Benoit, Paul Hardcastle, Phil Perry or Madeleine Peyroux.
Kris realized he and Coldham had totally different tastes. Kris liked Country music and the Beatles. Coldham had a few albums from the Rolling Stones and Queen.
There were photographs as well. One was showing Coldham having his arms draped around two ancient Asian ladies. Another one had captured a young Hispanic girl, looking like she was far, far away in her thoughts. She was attractive. Kris knew Coldham had a girl friend so maybe that was her. In another was a group of young people. The majority was white, but three of them were African American. One lady was especially sticking out, because she had huge breasts. The last photograph depicted a portrait in black and white of an older gentleman and his dog, a Yorkshire Terrier. It was difficult for Kris to figure out where the Asian ladies fit in. The group was most likely Coldham's friends and the older man either his father or grandfather. Kris thought he saw some similarities.
Patsy and Kris met in the hallway. They compared what they had found out. Patsy moved on to the bath room. Kris wanted to have a look at the kitchen himself.
Patsy's eyes popped out. She had never seen so many male grooming products before. There was a whole set of Aramis face wash, scrub, toner, facial cream with SPF factor, shaving cream, aftershave and shaving oil. There was another set from Kiehl's in the drawer, two facial masks, besides Sisley's Ecological Compound and three bottles of perfume.
The toothpaste and cream was fairly normal. The hand soap smelled very good. Patsy couldn't identify what brand it was.
Coldham seemed also to have a preference for bath salts over gel. In the shower stall was a bottle of Frederic Fekkai shampoo and an Armani body wash.
Patsy's husband Baxter had been a men’s man and believed in soap and water. He would have believed Coldham was a sissy based on the bath room amenities.
Patsy wasn't so sure, if the new driver was straight.
After Kris had satisfied his curiosity in the kitchen, he also checked out the bathroom.
Patsy had moved on to Coldham's bedroom. A laptop was resting on the writing desk. It was from Alienware, a very rare and expensive company.
Beside the bed was a stack of books. Some were technology and security related, others were biographies. There was also a small collection of poetry, a book about Ethiopian fables and some foreign language books. Patsy thought one was in Chinese or maybe Japanese, the other one was Spanish or Italian.
The wardrobe contained clothing Patsy had seen Coldham wearing while on the job. The other third was clothing he wore in his free time, the last was completely Armani. If it would have been some t-shirts and pants from Emporio Armani, Patsy would have understood, but this was from the main line Giorgio Armani and something a normal driver could never afford.
She also found a box that was normally used to store expensive watches on the top shelf of the wardrobe. Baxter had owned a few Tag Heuer and Breitling watches, so Patsy knew how they were stored. Her eyes popped nearly out, when she saw a Rolex Oyster Perpetual Sea-Dweller 4000, valued at around 10.000 USD. It was normally used by divers, and made famous thanks to a James Bond movie. The second watch was Ulysse Nardin Freak Blue Phantom and cost nearly ten times as much as the Rolex. It had come out only the previous year. Something was definitely wrong with Mr. Noose. He wasn't simply a driver.
Patsy asked Kris not to mention anything to Mr. Noose. She was going to investigate. Based on the Social Security Number she was able to gather some information and found out Mr. Noose owned a security company, specializing in protecting goods and people. He was very successful. Tax filings showed since founding the company his earnings had climbed steadily, and profits had been 35 Million USD the previous year.
Patsy guessed her son Kenneth had engaged Mr. Noose to protect the family from a threat, so she kept quiet.
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