Brent needed to lay low for a while, or just until his stiches healed. So far the authorities knew nothing of his new face. The department stores had no cameras that were working so he wasn't taped, which is the way that he wanted it for now. He doesn't want Sierra to find out what he's doing until the last possible moment.
He was in the middle of scoping for a new vehicle when he saw someone that he hadn't expected to see! This person was walking down the street from a local bar, behind a group of guys. When the man faced hsi direction Brent was able to get a really good look. What the fuck is he goind out?! Brent thought to himself as he was staring at Garrison O'Grady!
He was shocked at seeing O'Grady, that he didn't notice the light had turned green. The blaring of a horn from behind him brought him out of his shcok, he turned down Main Street, away from O'Grady. He would find out who and why he was out of p
When Sierra and Mack were questioning the sales clerk, who reported the theft, Sierra was on edge. She didn't feel right, she kept losing focus, and she felt like she was in hell wearing a parka!"Alright, thank you ma'am, we will look into this." Mack told the clerk noticing Sierra's behavior.They were both headed to the parking lot when Mack faced her. "What the hell is the matter with you?! You don't look so hot and your temper is getting the best of you."She glared at him before answering. "I don't know, I think maybe I'm just coming down with the flu or something."He just kept staring at her, not buying her explaination.She rolled her eyes at him. "I'll be alright, just drop me off at my place.""I think that you should go to the doctor's office." Mack suggested."I DON'T WANT TO GO TO THE FUCKING DOCTORS OFFICE! Just drive me home!" She didn't know what brought on t
Garrison had followed that group of guys all night. They went from bar to bar, by the time they made it to campus they were plastered. Two of them couldn't even walk straight. When he talked to the bartenders of every bar they visited, they all said the same thing. "They do this every weekend."When the guys entered the campus dors, he retraced his steps back to the hotel. When he passed a 24 hour boutique, he got a great idea for a calling card. It's tmie for a change! He entered the store adn asked the clerk what her favorite colored rose was."Well I like the ivory roses. They symbolize life and they are very pretty." She blushed as he answered.He smiled, his toothy grin. "I will take as many of the ivory roses they ye have."The clerk hesitated briefly until she saw him pull out a credit card. "The total will be $236.19, would you like them delivered anywhere?""No tha
When Brent was done showering, he made sure that he was healing nicely. So far so good, I'm almost completely healed. He watched the news for any new leads or breaks in his escape. So far the authorities were stumped or at least that's what they were telling the media. For some reason he hadn't heard or read anything on why O'Grady escaped either. Oh well, I'll find out soon enough. He thought to himself as he headed for the door.He needed to get an early start because he had a long day ahead of him starting with some stops before he went to the police station. He drove up a very steep, curvy road that turned out to be a dead end road. He drove along until he came to a small beige and grey house. He parked behind a purple Jetta then calmly walked up the steps and rang the doorbell. He waited until he heard someone answer the door before pulling out his 9mm Beretta out of his jacket pocket.He smi
Even though she didn't feel like working today, Sierra went any way. She met up with Mack at the station, carrying two coffee cups. "How are you feeling this morning?" Mack was apparently still butt-hurt about what happened the previous day.She rolled her eyes at his tone. "No, no more outbursts and I am feeling much better, thanks for asking." She took a sip of her coffee before adding. "Did we get any new information on our cases?" She didn't want to explain things that she, herself, didn't understand so a change fo topic seemed like a good idea.Mack was a little bit more forgiving once she handed him his coffee. "Well the coroner has some information for us on the doc, other than that, nothing.""Then let's go talk to the doc about the doc." She said as she was headed towards the elevators. She was about to push the button when she saw someone that she couldn't possible have seen. "Mack, I'll
Garrison spent all day getting ready for the night. He moved all of his stuff to Pauline's old house. He also noticed an old abandoned house about a block from Pauline's place. He would move everything there after he took care of some things later. He put a cordless drill, a hacksaw, a couple steak knives, and a clean change of clothes into a small black duffel bag in some bushes nect to an open window, leading to the basement.After dropping off his supplies he had lunch at a drive up diner, then walked around town for a little while. When he finally went to his workshop it was pretty late, so he showered and dressed. He walked down to Joe's bar adn set up another tab, this time he was drinking shots of 100 proof Southern Comfort whiskey. He was feeling a little anxious, which was never good.As he waited for his targets, a very attractive young woman bought him a couple rounds. She looked to be in her late twenties, pro
When he left the station earlier that day he stayed parked in the parking lot, waiting. He waited for her to get off shift and leave the station. Brent had followed Sierra to the super market, after she left the station. As soon as she entered the store, he followed. When she headed to the deli he went to the vegetable section, he wanted to stay hidden until the last possible moment. He kept his eye on her and when he saw his window of opportunity he took it and calmly walked passed her, accidentally bumping into her. "Oh, excuse me ma'am, I didn't see you there." "Oh it's okay, I should wat-" She looked up briefly then froze at the sight in front of her! He left her there staring after him in shock. It wasn't until he had reached the second aisle when she took off after him. He ducked down the aisle and hid himself in a group of business suit types. He watched her peer down the aisle, then check the other a
Garrison planned on waiting for them inside of the college but there was a little snag in his plan. When he went to go retreive the bag, he found an empty plance where the bag should have been! One of those little shits must have taken it! He thought to himself as he waited for them by the door. It took only twenty minutes for at least one of them to show up. He waited for Paul to unlock the door and enter the college. O'Grady slid through the door as it shut, he followed Paul to his dorm room. When Paul entered the room O'Grady slid his arm through the crack just as Paul was shutting the door. "What the hell?" Just as Paul was heading back to the door, O'Grady shoved his body through the door, knocking Paul to the floor in the process. "What the hell is your problem man?" Paul asked as he stood to confront the intruder. When he saw who it was a slight flicker of fear passed over his features. "
When Sierra and Mack arrived at the crime scene, they found that the victim was shot twice through the chest, with what might have been a small caliber adn since no one heard a gun discharge they assumed that there was a silencer involved. "So can you tell me how long she's been dead, doc?" Mack was vigorously chewing a stick of gum while he watied for the answer. Mack never chews gum unless his stress level is so high that he's having difficulties containing it. "I'd say no more than eight hours. She hasn't been moved so she died where she dropped." The doc nodded to his assistant to take the body to the morgue. "What you think, Sierra?" "Was there anything missing?" She looked around the house, it looked like nothing was missing or out of place, which meant that she had been a loose end. "NOt that any of us could tell. The jewelry boxes don't seem to be missing anything, but we did find a sterling silver bra