Hope you guess my name Mystery Cache
Hidden : 4/8/2018
Difficulty:
3 out of 5
Terrain:
2.5 out of 5

Size: Size: small (small)

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Congrats to thanman2 for the FTS!
Congrats and $2 to Niwenomian for the FTF!

The cache is NOT at the posted coordinates. Solve the puzzle to find the physical location.

Pleased to meet you! My name is Jake McGrig, and I'm a private investigator. But my name isn't as important as the name of this mysterious man I've been investigating. Since early July, I have been undercover with nothing to go on but a photograph. The photo is of my target, walking with some girls in a park. If I had to guess, I'd say it's near a school--a playground is visible in the background. Early this week, while undercover, I spotted my target leaving the parking garage over on Chestnut. He had valeted his car, so--undercover or not--I figured I might get some info by chatting up the kid who brought around his car.

The valet wasn't feeling too chatty, but my friend Alexander Hamilton got him talking. I asked about the inside of the car, anything interesting or unusual. He said the car was pretty tidy but that there was an invitation sitting on the passenger seat, and it had caught his eye. The kid went on to say that it was for an event at the Voodoo Lounge, an event they were calling the "Beggars Banquet." That DID sound interesting--that's over on Byhall in a bad part of town. I knew my next stop would be home for a midday change of clothes before heading to the club.

Back at my apartment building, I greeted Mrs. Fowler before stepping into the elevator. Between the buttons for the third and fourth floors, somebody had put a small political sticker. I wish folks would keep that stuff out of the elevator. I peeled it off, and I wasn't too happy when the experience left me with sticky fingers. Soon, I was cleaned up and ready to head out to the club to chase a lead. If they gave trophies for visiting seedy bars, I'd have plenty--on the job I have reached the 25-club and 50-club milestones, and I'm probably closing in on #100.

The drive over to Byhall Street was depressing: cheap liquor stores, tattoo parlors, and payday loan joints. One place had a sign that read, "We can tattoo you fast ... and cheap." I think that place was a liquor store ...

Arriving at the Voodoo Lounge, I had the fleeting hope that this place might be nicer than the usual dive. After all, there were flowers and cloth napkins on the tables, the bar looked clean. A thoroughly pierced young woman called out a friendly "Hey." When I replied in kind, she asked, "what brings you out of the sweet summer sun? You know we ain't open for another four hours." "I'm wondering about an upcoming event here," I explained, resting my hand on the bar. "Yikes!" I had set down my hand on something sharp. "You ok?" the woman asked. It wasn't bad. I smiled and said, "let it bleed, I'll be fine. I'm wondering about this banquet coming up--what's it all about? Who will be there?"

"You ask a lot of questions," she complained. I tried a smile and told her, "well, they're simple questions, and with a few answers..." "With a few answers, what?" she interrupted, perturbed. I shrugged. "With a few answers, I'll be made in the shade." She didn't particularly like my sense of humor, but she did tell me about the upcoming event. It was going to feature a lot of classic rock from the 60s. It wasn't much, but I'll take it. I'm having a devil of a time with this case, but I'll get there. And I'll do it in keeping to my personal motto: courtesy, sympathy, and taste. Stay tuned.


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