native-American culture dating back 450 AD.
“That sounds interesting, hope you enjoy it.”
Sally said, “thanks, dad. Don’t worry about me. I will text you when I get home tonight.”
She left on hearing her friend Jackie pull up the driveway.
Jason cleared the dishes, set the burglar alarm and headed for the office.
Danny was already at the gym lifting weights. He ate healthy food and watched his diet. Keeping fit was important to him. It would not be the first time he heard of overweight cops losing a chase with some common thug.
He left the gym and headed to the office always taking the same route, but today he decided to take the long way since he was earlier than usual. After a couple of miles driving, he saw a shop sign which he had never seen before. It was half way up an alley and barely visible. He would not have noticed it if it weren’t for the small traffic jam he got stuck in. What caught his attention was the symbols printed on the sign. He decided to check it out, found a space to park further down the road and headed towards the alley.
Danny stood in front of the small shop which was still closed for business. He took a look through the window and saw tattoo symbols printed on all the walls. He has been to a tattoo parlor before, but never one with only symbols and no pictures. He checked the opening hours and decided to come back later to have a word with the owner.
Danny arrived at the office and went over to Jason, who was at his desk checking addresses.
“Hey Jason, do you know about that small tattoo joint over at 12th Street?” Asked Danny.
“I had no idea there was one in that area. Did you go in and check it out?”
“It was still closed, but I’m planning to go back later on.”
Danny and Jason have been checking out tattoo parlors, asking questions about the tattoo the two deceased girls have, but unfortunately they all turned out to be dead ends.
Chief Berks was in his office waiting for Jason and Danny to arrive. On hearing them, he called for them to come over.
“We might have a lead on the last girl,” Matt said.
Both agents looked at each other with looks of relief.
Matt continued, “a shop assistant at the local DVD place recognized the girl who was run over. He saw her picture on TV and phoned the Miami PD, leaving the address where he works.”
Jason was already half way out the door.
“Both of you keep together from now on and watch your backs.”
Matt sat down waving them out the door.
They reached the police department in no time. Jason entered first asking to speak to who was in charge. Danny recognized detective Mark Andrews and went over to speak to him.
“Good morning, detective Andrews.”
Mark looked up and greeted Danny.
“Special agent Langley if I’m not mistaken. I was expecting you. I talked with chief Berks about the kid who says he knew the hit and run girl.”
Danny was impressed that detective Andrews remembered him.
“Matt told us you have an address to where the kid works,” said Danny, “this is my partner special agent Jason Mallock.”
Jason leaned forward, shaking Mark’s hand.
“Well, the kid’s name is David Wilmore. He works over at video rentals on Park Boulevard.”
Jason asked, “did he mention how he knew the girl?”
Mark replied, “the kid said the deceased girl has some overdue rentals. The owner keeps at photo near the cash till of those with overdue DVDs.”
“Thanks for your help detective Andrews,” said Jason.
“Always a pleasure to help the FEDS,” said Mark as they shook hands.
The agents were quickly on their way, sirens on whenever they met traffic. They were not about to lose another witness.
On their way, Jason said to Danny, “don’t you think it’s kind of odd. As soon as we get back from Mexico we end up with two dead girls, and still have no clues to Helen’s whereabouts. It’s too much of a coincidence if you ask me. There has to be a connection
“That sounds interesting, hope you enjoy it.”
Sally said, “thanks, dad. Don’t worry about me. I will text you when I get home tonight.”
She left on hearing her friend Jackie pull up the driveway.
Jason cleared the dishes, set the burglar alarm and headed for the office.
Danny was already at the gym lifting weights. He ate healthy food and watched his diet. Keeping fit was important to him. It would not be the first time he heard of overweight cops losing a chase with some common thug.
He left the gym and headed to the office always taking the same route, but today he decided to take the long way since he was earlier than usual. After a couple of miles driving, he saw a shop sign which he had never seen before. It was half way up an alley and barely visible. He would not have noticed it if it weren’t for the small traffic jam he got stuck in. What caught his attention was the symbols printed on the sign. He decided to check it out, found a space to park further down the road and headed towards the alley.
Danny stood in front of the small shop which was still closed for business. He took a look through the window and saw tattoo symbols printed on all the walls. He has been to a tattoo parlor before, but never one with only symbols and no pictures. He checked the opening hours and decided to come back later to have a word with the owner.
Danny arrived at the office and went over to Jason, who was at his desk checking addresses.
“Hey Jason, do you know about that small tattoo joint over at 12th Street?” Asked Danny.
“I had no idea there was one in that area. Did you go in and check it out?”
“It was still closed, but I’m planning to go back later on.”
Danny and Jason have been checking out tattoo parlors, asking questions about the tattoo the two deceased girls have, but unfortunately they all turned out to be dead ends.
Chief Berks was in his office waiting for Jason and Danny to arrive. On hearing them, he called for them to come over.
“We might have a lead on the last girl,” Matt said.
Both agents looked at each other with looks of relief.
Matt continued, “a shop assistant at the local DVD place recognized the girl who was run over. He saw her picture on TV and phoned the Miami PD, leaving the address where he works.”
Jason was already half way out the door.
“Both of you keep together from now on and watch your backs.”
Matt sat down waving them out the door.
They reached the police department in no time. Jason entered first asking to speak to who was in charge. Danny recognized detective Mark Andrews and went over to speak to him.
“Good morning, detective Andrews.”
Mark looked up and greeted Danny.
“Special agent Langley if I’m not mistaken. I was expecting you. I talked with chief Berks about the kid who says he knew the hit and run girl.”
Danny was impressed that detective Andrews remembered him.
“Matt told us you have an address to where the kid works,” said Danny, “this is my partner special agent Jason Mallock.”
Jason leaned forward, shaking Mark’s hand.
“Well, the kid’s name is David Wilmore. He works over at video rentals on Park Boulevard.”
Jason asked, “did he mention how he knew the girl?”
Mark replied, “the kid said the deceased girl has some overdue rentals. The owner keeps at photo near the cash till of those with overdue DVDs.”
“Thanks for your help detective Andrews,” said Jason.
“Always a pleasure to help the FEDS,” said Mark as they shook hands.
The agents were quickly on their way, sirens on whenever they met traffic. They were not about to lose another witness.
On their way, Jason said to Danny, “don’t you think it’s kind of odd. As soon as we get back from Mexico we end up with two dead girls, and still have no clues to Helen’s whereabouts. It’s too much of a coincidence if you ask me. There has to be a connection
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