Investigation two Ruffled Fur April 23; 20XX Moe jumped as her phone buzzed on the table, a call coming through as she made herself some food. Turning off the stove, she took a breath and looked at the screen, hoping to let it go to voicemail. Ruben's name was across the screen, though, so she answered it. "Hullo-" "Oh thank God, Moe, you gotta help me out. No one else is responding," Ruben said…