Chapter One

The Stolen Money Mystery

Three years ago…

"It is said that many years ago one of Jump City's greatest villains was during the 1920's. Jerald Steven. Not much of a name though…"

Jinx knew that she just had to find out the mystery that the police and FBI couldn't figure out. She continued to write her article even though it wasn't going to be published. But she smiled. She was after all related to Jerald Steven. Where else did she get her black sheep traits?

"Who's Jerald Steven? He's one of the men that could easily hold a snake in his hand without ever being bitten. What I mean by that is he knew how to play his cards right. He was a masterful villain. Confounding people without having to say much. He knew how to cover his tracks. The inconceivable, unthinkable, thing that Jerald Steven did was that he managed to steal paintings, jewels, and many other valuables without ever getting caught."

Jinx stopped. She had to control herself. She shouldn't make a mistake on written an unassigned paper. Perfectionist.

"Jerald Steven was a powerful gangster. He was no fool to mess with. He had many men under his fingers that he managed to buy a mansion. Not wanting anyone to think he was up to no good, he covered the whole thing by giving a place for poor people to sleep in. He also managed to buy some land. He then built a Greek style mansion. Today it's called the Steven Museum."

"You see, according to legend he stole ten banks and all its precious things, thanks to the men that were working for him. Now mind you, he built the museum in his own fancy, to his liking. Somehow before the police could get to his place he managed to hide all those things somewhere. They looked the whole place down from base of the building to the tiptop of it."

Jinx couldn't resist but smile.

"Jerald's only reply was, 'What can I do for you?' The captain was so speechless that he didn't know how to react. But he did vow that he would find the stolen items and return them. But, to this day no one has found them. Nowadays, the only reason it's spoken is because one of the greatest masterminds hid all those things. Where is it now? Some say that its hidden somewhere in the museum. The second reason is because those stolen things are worth millions now. This mystery is better known as The Stolen Money Mystery. They could've come up with a better name, but you know most of the good names were taken."

"Sooner or later someone is going to figure out that mystery. And who better to solve it than Steven's own grandchild?" whispered Jinx smiling.

Quickly drawing out another sheet of paper Jinx wrote out the ending of Jerald Steven's life.

"While the mystery was being solved Jerald married Harriet Stone. He then decided to move to South Africa where there was plenty of space for his unborn child. Before he left he said to one of the reporters. 'Mystery is me and I am a mystery.' Laughing as he got on the boat he waved to his second man in command of the gang. The sad thing was that he never did tell any of his friends or family where the things were. The only time he ever acknowledged that he stole those things was to his wife when he said, 'I have stolen things only because those agents took what was rightfully mine.' Interesting isn't it?"

"The man died from old age. On one could figure out how he got rich so quickly but most people didn't bother him cause he gave them the money and food they needed. Which in my opinion was a cleaver way of making people want to stand up for him. I plan on discovering where he has hidden all those things."

After she finished writing her papers. Jinx locked them up in a box then hid the treasure box under her mattress. Her smile would always frighten people away. But who could resist smiling when you knew that you were going to discover sometime no one else has? Jinx unlike most villains knew Jump City by heart. From down town all the way to the sewers. Why sewers? It was in case she needed to escape for reasons only she knew.

She went to her group. Gizmo and Mammoth were both bored. Jinx knew that they would only pay attention to her if she gave one of her hmm sounds.

"Hmm," said Jinx as though she were thinking mightily hard.

"What?" asked Gizmo knowing that she wanted to do something fun.

"Nothing," answered Jinx bored.

"I know that 'hmm' anywhere. You're thinking of something!"

"I was thinking of the Steven Museum. You know all its priceless jewels and what not."

"What of it," growled Gizmo.

"They are worth a lot of money. But then again there's guards around the place and…" Jinx was interrupted by Gizmos growling.

"No guards are a match for my geniuses!" snapped Gizmo.

"Nor my strength," said Mammoth. "Let's go rob the museum."

"Are you sure?" asked Jinx knowing that it would make them want to prove they were tougher than any of the guards.

"We're going and that's that!" shouted Gizmo.

"Oh all right," said Jinx as though she wished she never thought of it.