Piece of Mind: Thin Air

[Bobitron]

Kristen sees Slocum's name on the caller ID and grimaces.

“WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?”

"We're trying to figure that out ourselves. It seems someone was watching the house and saw us enter. The police showed up without us doing anything obvious to show our presence. We provided a house key, and no crime was commited, so we are on our way out of here. I'll keep you updated as to what is going on, Slocum. Thanks for vouching for us."

 

[James Heard]

"This is bunk. I should have stayed in South America," Brandon mutters, pulling up his collar and walking deliberately up the street to behind the parked econoline van, where he quickly jots down its and the other license plate numbers of the other vehicles on the street in his notepad and returns with them to Kristen.

"There you go, maybe that will help us figure out what just happened?"

 

[Bobitron]

Kristen pauses her conversation for a moment as Brandon walks up.

"There you go, maybe that will help us figure out what just happened."

She nods her thanks and speaks back into the phone, walking away from the gathered people.

"Mr. Slocum, do you have a contact that could look into a few plate numbers for us? I need to see if any of these vehicles might have a connection to the arrival of the police."

 

[Falkus]

"No comment," Hawk said, walking past the reporter, and heading to join Kristen and Brandon. He definitely did not want to be on the news. Not in his line of work.

 

[The Shaman]

Not willing to take no for an answer, the reporter presses forward, both videographers close on her heels. “Carol Leamings, KING5 News,” she says, a hint of expectation in her voice as she addresses the team. “Would someone like to say a few words about why the Sheriff’s Department detained you this evening?”

The voice over Kristen’s cell phone is tense. “There’s a Mariott just south of Route 202 in Redmond, on 164th. Go there and wait for me. I’ll be there – ” A pause. “ – in ninety minutes. Don’t talk to anyone else!” The call ends.

 

[Bobitron]

The voice over Kristen’s cell phone is tense. “There’s a Mariott just south of Route 202 in Redmond, on 164th. Go there and wait for me. I’ll be there – ” A pause. “ – in ninety minutes. Don’t talk to anyone else!” The call ends.

"You got it."

Not willing to take no for an answer, the reporter presses forward, both videographers close on her heels. “Carol Leamings, KING5 News,” she says, a hint of expectation in her voice as she addresses the team. “Would someone like to say a few words about why the Sheriff’s Department detained you this evening?”

"The man said no comment. Drop it."

Kristen gets into the car and motions for everyone else to do the same. Once in the car and moving, she explains Slocum's meeting place.

 

[kmdietri]

Decker gets into the car quickly once it's open. "Well that went over like a lead balloon!"

Originally Posted by Bobitron
Once in the car and moving, she explains Slocum's meeting place.

"Hmmm... Think we're fired?"

 

[James Heard]

"If only we were so lucky."

 

[The Shaman]

The rain appears to have let up at last as the team returns to the highway, leaving the deputies and the news cameras behind.

The Mariott Town Center is located exactly where Slocum said it would be. The lobby is quiet when the team enters. A lonely clerk stands behind the front desk, tapping at a keyboard – the sounds of SportsCenter can be heard from the television in the lounge on the other side of the lobby.

 

[kmdietri]

Decker makes his way into the lounge and scans the room for Mr. Slocum.