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where she had us sit down and told us to wait until ‘Mr. Jason,’ as she called him, came back. Then she left the room, but I had a feeling that she was watching us anyway, even though I didn’t see her anywhere.
    “So,” said Triplet, causing me to look at him. He actually looked slightly confused, as if he didn’t know how to react to everything that had just happened. “This is … interesting, to say the least.”
    “I’ll say,” I said. “But I’m glad it turned out this way. I just hope that this means that Grandfather is going to talk with us.”
    “Maybe he will, but I am not sure about that,” said Triplet. “One thing I’ve learned in my career, both as a superhero and as a detective, is that when things go easily like this, there is usually something bad coming up. We should keep our wits about ourselves, just in case your grandfather has anything up his sleeve.”
    I nodded, but said, “But why are you here, anyway? Why do you want to talk to my grandfather? You mentioned something about it being part of a ‘larger’ investigation earlier. Did someone hire you to investigate Grandfather?”
    “I wasn’t hired to investigate your grandfather, no,” said Triplet. “But the trail I’m following ended up leading me to him. I’m hoping he’ll be able to answer a few questions about the case I am on.”
    “What is this case?” I said. “Can you tell me the details or is that none of my business?”
    “Ordinarily, I wouldn’t tell you about it, because it really is none of your business,” said Triplet, “but since we’re going to be talking to your grandfather together, I can give you some of the details about it. I can’t tell you everything, of course, but I can tell you just enough so you’ll know what’s going on.”
    “Okay,” I said. “So what are you investigating?”
    Triplet folded his arms over his chest and sat back in the sofa. “I’m currently investigating the case of a missing girl named Savannah Jones. She went missing in upstate New York about a month ago and the police have been unable to find her, so her parents came to me to ask for help finding her.”
    “Why did they come to you?” I said. “Do you have experience finding missing people?”
    “I’ve solved a few cases like that in my time,” said Triplet. “But all of them have been related to finding missing superhumans like you and me. Savannah, according to her parents, was a superhuman before she went missing.”
    “What kind of powers did she have?” I said.
    “Astral projection, apparently,” said Triplet. “Essentially, she could project her soul from her body and go almost anywhere, though I understand that she had a limit of four miles before her soul had to return to her body.”
    “Do her parents think she was kidnapped by another superhuman?” I said.
    “No, but it is a possibility,” said Triplet. “The evidence I’ve found so far suggests that she was kidnapped by someone who probably wasn’t an ordinary human, at any rate. Normal humans aren’t exactly known for being able to steal souls, after all.”
    “What?” I said. “Steal souls? But you said she went missing.”
    Triplet rubbed his forehead, as if he had just remembered something. “Right, I forgot to mention that we know where her body is, but it’s her soul that’s been missing. Apparently, she used her astral projection to leave her body a couple of weeks ago, but has not yet returned to her body and her parents don’t know where her soul is. That’s what I’m looking for.”
    “That’s a weird case,” I said. “Definitely not something you’d see on an episode of Law and Order.”
    “I’ve solved weirder cases,” said Triplet, “but anyway, my investigation took me here because someone I spoke to reported seeing a strange old man in the area where Savannah Jones’s soul was thought to be, around the time her soul disappeared. I was hoping to ask your grandfather if he might know anything about