Casi was born for the job. Naterally straight thick black hair, which she used to hide her face, sharp almost elecrtic blue eyes, and a natural susbusious instinct. she never turned down a case, and nev er lost one either. A fancy lookin gal walke into her office aweek ago, which got Casi where she is now. It all staryted like this:
"Casi Gordallo, I so need ya help!" A shify teen wsa in Casi's office, and asked for her help.
"What do ya need?"
"My prized necklace! Da last tinme i saw uit, it was sill in its case, and thwn, boom! Gone!"
"Do ya have an idea of wyho took it?"
"The only person besidres me who gots the key is da maid!"
"Hmmm... i'll check da place for clues later. Gimme da adress."
"16 Maple Drive ma'am. Please?"
"Fine miss. Deal. I'll be ova tomarrole."
"Kay." She left, leavin Casi alone.
But could Casi really do it?