The Legend of Zorro (c)

[Leo]

"Jesus," Alexander murmured, running a hand through his hair. "I cannot go to the sheriff without possibly revealing Zorro's identity. You better do it."

[Kathryn]

She pursed her lips, crossing her arms over her chest. "Fine. I'll go." She turned away from him and went back inside, telling her maid they had an errand to run.

They went to the sheriff's office, and Kathryn barged in, demanding to see him. It was urgent.

[Leo]

The sheriff told her that there was nothing he could do. He didn't know where Zorro was. He had rung the bell multiple times this week but no Zorro. The man that they had captured who shot her father had already been executed. He gave her his name, though.

Alexander stayed outside, waiting.

[Kathryn]

Kathryn stormed back out of the sheriff's office, even more mad than before. "He was no help. All he did was give me the name of the man they captured. The one who shot my father," she proclaimed before saying the name. "How is that supposed to help find him?!"

[Leo]

"Let's go visit his home. His family. Maybe we will find something there," Alexander said calmly. Leo was like a son to him, he couldn't be dead. Not after proclaiming he was going to retire....

[Kathryn]

She nodded, thinking this was their last chance. If his family hadn't heard from him, Kathryn had to assume the worst...

[Leo]

Alexander led her back to the carriage, and they were soon on their way to the executed man's family. As they pulled in front of the small house, Alexander slipped a sword into his belt.

"Do not be afraid, Ms Van Wyck. Leo learned all his Zorro moves from me. You are safe."

[Kathryn]

She nodded, not looking at all afraid or worried. She had her dagger with, after all. She followed Alexander up to the door, waiting and watching as he knocked.

[Leo]

An older women answered the door. "May I help you?"

"Are you Mrs. Frezno?"

"Yes," she answered, giving Alexander a confused look.

"Your grandson- Arnold- I am sorry for your loss. But I am looking for my nephew, and we have reason to believe he was caught up in the same trouble as Arnold."

Mrs. Frezno glanced around, and then offered them to come inside. "Arnold really was a good boy. But I am very sick and we needed money. Would you like some tea?" Alexander shook his head and glanced at Kathryn.

[Kathryn]

Kathryn also shook her head. "I just want to know where Zorro is," she said, trying to keep the desperation out of her voice.

[Leo]

"Zorro?" Mrs. Frezno asked, looking at Alexander.

"yes, we have reason to believe that whatever trouble your grandson was in got a hold of Zorro. And we are both very fond of him." Alex explained, shooting Kathryn a look.

Mrs Frezno gasped and pointed. "That's my grandsons bedroom. There might be a clue in there. He was working for a man who had a lot of money. He wanted to be mayor and turn this town into a gambling city. That's all I know."

[Kathryn]

"Thank you," Kathryn said quickly, already halfway to the room she pointed at. She went in and started looking around, although she had no idea what she was looking for.

[Leo]

Alexander did the same, immediately opening up books and shaking things out of them. "Letters," he said, as many fell out.

"Start reading." He said to Kathryn, handing her a handful and beginning to skim a few of them himself.

[Kathryn]

She did, speed reading through some of them. "These letters don't make any sense to me...what exactly are we looking for?"

[Leo]

"This," Alexander immediately said, handing her a letter he had just skimmed through. "Its signed by a William James Smith. Promising this Frenzo guy money. Let's go visit him."

Alex took the rest of the letters and handed them to kathryn. "Put these in your bag. Let's move."