4. Mr. Cart-Well
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. Edgar Allan Poe"
2 Hours Before Death
Adrian Bainbridge is very persistent, If he was looking for someone so hard why come to me? Walking into my office I shut the door behind me and lock it, Giving the handle a little wiggle to make sure it locked, I Make my way to my desk. I really need to get that handle fixed I thought to myself while moving paper work off of my laptop, Sighing heavily I open my laptop and log in. "Please don't let me get caught." I hissed under my breath. Clicking into the Boston police database I Type in the name Esmerelda Durand and instantly get a Match.
Name- Esmerelda Durand
DOB-October 9, 1994
Location- New Orleans
Information- Parent's died when she was at the age of 7. She was adopted from an orphanage at the age of 8. Current address Is Unknown. Father Officer Desmond Batters.
Sighing I slam the laptop shut, This isn't going to make him happy, there's barely any information on her I thought to myself. Wait! Her dad's a cop I could always call the New Orleans police station and get some information that way. Picking up my laptop I unlock the door and make my way out of the building. Walking outside of the building I get pelted with rain. "Just great!." I complain while running to my car. Getting inside the car I slam the door shut and wipe down my car door. Sighing deeply I look at my rain soaked stuff "Just my luck." I said as I wipe the rain off my laptop and place it beside me. "Now I just need to call Adrian." Taking out my phone I dial his number and wait for him to answer, But get his voice mail instead. "He Adrian, I got some information on that girl you're looking for, But there wasn't much there. Call me back when you get this." Leaving him a voice mail, I Start my car and head towards Home. Pulling into my drive I notice that my living room light is on. "Hmm I thought I turned it off." Not worrying about it I make my way inside and throw my keys on the coffee table and head upstairs. "I'm exhausted." Opening my bedroom door I place my laptop down on the dresser and take off my wet clothes changing into warm dry ones. "I'll just go to bed now, God knows when he'll get back to me." Laying down I Look at the clock that reads 8pm. "Yeah he won't mind." I mumbled while falling into a deep sleep.