"Let's check the stables," You suggest; nodding off to the right of the house.
"Sounds good," Nancy agrees. "We can always check the other places later if we still can't find the Kamps."
You walk along with Nancy; making your way to the stables. The stables are made up of three one-story buildings about 150 feet from the mansion.
Nancy walks into the leftmost building. It's pretty much what you would expect a stable to look like on the inside, but perhaps slightly cleaner. Stalls line both sides of a wide aisle, which continues the full length of the building.
Nancy calls out, "Mrs Kamp? Are you in here?"
A girl in her early 20s peeks her head out of one of the stalls and hollers, "Mrs Kamp isn't here."
You both walk toward the girl, and Nancy asks, "Do you know where she is?"
The girls steps out of the stall; setting some grooming brushes on a ledge by the stall gate. She closes the gate behind her.
You get a good look at her now. The stable girl is dressed in tight faded jeans that cling to her body like a glove. A blue tank top stretches across her 36C breasts; hugging them like a second skin. Her straight, dark brown hair flows down over her shoulders and down to her mid back.
The girl answers, "She left about an hour or so ago for a charity fundraiser at the River Heights Community Bank."
"Oh. Well I was supposed to meet the Kamps here this afternoon. I'm Nancy Drew," Nancy explains, "and this is from the local newspaper."
The girl's eyes widen, "Oh! You must be here about Summer. I'm Mona Lott, by the way. I take care of the Kamps' animals."
"Nice to meet you, Mona," Nancy says. "You know about the Kamp's daughter then?"
"Well, they never said anything, but I work here every other day and I've noticed that Summer hasn't been around in almost a week. So I put 2 and 2 together." Mona answers.
"Have you noticed anyone odd or unusual hanging around here in the last few days?" Nancy asks.
Mona leans against the gate; her huge tits jiggling under her top, "Well, there have been a couple of people around that I didn't recognize."
"A German couple came by last week and were talking to Mr Kamp. But I don't know what they were talking about though. Then there were some of Summer's friends who stopped by, but that's not really unusual." Mona comments and leans over to pick something off the ground.
As she bends over; you can see right down her tank top; watching her huge globes shaking together under her top. She stands back up and slips whatever it was back into her pocket.
"Thank you for your information, Miss Lott," Nancy says politely.
Mona says, "No problem. I hope you find out what happened to her. Summer and I get along really well. I don't want something bad to happen to her."
"I'll do my best to find her, Mona," Nancy assures her.
"You're both welcome to stay for a while until Mrs Kamp gets back," Mona offers. |