Were you to ask him two hours ago about where he would be in the afternoon, he most certainly would not have said, "Feeding a boy I found in a well a year's worth of hamburgers" as his answer. He, however, found himself in just that position, and couldn't exactly figure out why. He recalled the day's events, remembering that the case he was currently on turned out very strange indeed, what with the boy he was looking for showing up out of the blue, and the kidnapper(s) nowhere to be found. That was certainly strange. Then came this boy, who after a strange display of light he couldn't pin the source to, appeared from inside a well, then requested to eat.
Maybe the strangest part was that this kid was eating copious amounts of hamburgers with no signs of stopping, nor slowing. He wasn't exaggerating when he said the amount of beef he intook was probably enough to feed a school, K through 8. Hopefully, he could find this boy's parents, lest this bill cost him every dime James had, which wasn't an enormous amount to begin with. Being a PI didn't earn you the big bucks, unfortunately.
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Right...so, you deal with this, I am going to ask around who's kid this is. Okay?" came his friend's voice. He might as well have said, "Here, lemme ditch you with this kid. Oh, and take the bill too." James sighed and nodded in defeat.
"Let me know what you find." he said, watching his friend and supposedly fellow PI leave him. James wondered how he got stuck with all the stuff like this every time, as he watched the boy eat yet another burger.
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Hey. You think we can get more of this?" the child asked.
"I'm not normally selfish," James began. "But I'm afraid that if you eat too much more that I won't be able to eat. So, no, I'm afraid not." he replied.
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So, who are you guys anyways? What are your names?" came the first bit of non-food-related voice from the boy's mouth. Truthfully, James was a bit relieved to hear something new.
"Well," he replied. "My name is James De Santa. My partner is... well, I'll let him tell you when he gets back. For now, how about you tell me about yourself. How about your name? And do you know where you live?" he asked, focusing his attention fully upon the boy. "If you do, I can drive you home."