Trace - February 21, 2012

[note: this was written during a writing exercise: we had 20 minutes to write something inspired by the word "trace". This is the result, unedited, exactly as it appeared when time ran out. You can read all of them in the waves category]]

Trace - Squiddy Geiger - February 21, 2012

It occurred to Ted that this would be a good time to acknowledge the presence of the two men waiting patiently in the other room. He opened the door, poked his head through and nodded to them, then closed the door again. They could wait. Although on second thought, he wasn't sure the older of the two was all that patient.

Wallace was not a good man to keep waiting, but Wallace knew he was the best, so Ted wasn't too worried. He'd found people before, many times, but this time was different. This man had put Wallace's wife in hospital, and killed another man. This time it was personal, and Wallace had made sure Ted knew it.

Ted did know, however, that if the unlikely should happen, and he was unable to find Stewart Plandon, he would suffer. So he would just do his normal great job. He turned back to his computer, and combed through information. Any information, all information, it was there somewhere, the tiny tidbit that would point to the whereabouts of one Charlie Jones. Ted was patient. Ted would find him.

The traces he'd put on various leads started to pay off. He knew Jones was in Alabama. He'd moved fast. He sent off some queries to contacts, and waited. It was just as well his wife and kids were away this weekend, because with the pressure on him, Ted wasn't sure Wallace would keep up the pretense all that well.

He went into the other room, and sat in the chair opposite the one Wallace was in. He waited until Wallace nodded, then spoke quietly. "I'm narrowing it down, I know generally where he is, but I probably won't be able to give you an exact location until tomorrow, morning maybe, most likely in the afternoon. But it looks like he's in Huntsville."

"Are you sure?" Wallace asked, equally quietly.

"Yes, no doubt he's there now. He may go elsewhere, but I doubt it, he has some college buddies there, I'm checking them out now - discreetly, as always. You'll have your answer tomorrow."

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