Chaper two

"What the hell happened here?" Asked James Walker to his partner Doneld Crane.

  "There was a shoot out." Doneld answered.

  "I can see that. But what caused it?" James asked an other question.

Doneld nodded to one of the dead bodies on the floor and said "it looks like a disagreement between a dealer and his clients."

"The shoot out took place behind a conventional store at mid-night. The clients are Toby and Kiel. These guys have been in and out of jail for the past couple of years for petty theft and drug abuse. The dealer on the other hand works for a drug over lord the DEA has been hunting for years now. Kanzel."

As the chief explained every agent started murmuring when they heard the name "kanzel" 

  "How is that possible?" James asked "no one have seen or heard anything from Kanzel in seven years. How can we be sure that the dealer works for him?"

"Ya" his partner continued "some even say he died in the explosion."

The chief frowned and looked at the two who just spoke. "Well, Kanzels body was never found so there is no reason for us to think he's really dead. But whether he is dead or alive, this case can't be closed until we find the supplier. The dealer had almost ten grand in his car so it means who ever the supplier is, they have been around a long time without the DEA being aware of them. So i am giving this case to James and Doneld. Find me the supplier." The chief commanded and carried on with the meeting.

After the meeting was done, James and Doneld collected the case files and went over to their desks. 

  "Do you really think that Kanzel is alive?" Doneld asked James.

James sighed "maybe, maybe not. There is only one way to find out."

They looked through the files of the dealer. His name is steve more, nick name slick deal was thirysix years old. From his pictures, you can tell that he not just a dealer but also a user of the drugs he sold from how bony and thin he was. The file didn't say much, only that he was an only child with parents dead at a young age.

  "If his parents died when he was ten, then he would be processed in to the system right?" James asked Donald. Donald nodded his head to this partners' comment. James continued as he filps the papers in his hands "but there is nothing that says about him being adopted or being processed in to the system. And from what we know about Knazel..." Donald finished his sentence.  " most of his dealer were orphans and homeless children."

They looked at eachother. "We need to go through every file on Kanzels' case, see if this guy pops up anywhere." 

They didn't need to look too far. They just looked into the last case about Kanzel seven years ago and there he was. The dealer had been caught many time but always finds his way out. He was also at the house where Kanzel was last expected before the explosion. Now that they were sure he was Kanzels man, they were going to do every thing in their power to catch the so called drug over lord and put an end to him once and for all.

As they were going through the case file of the dealer, they found out that he works at a store just a few blocks away from the shoot out. That was going to be their next move. They made their way to the store and it turns out that the store was a flower shop.

  "Why the hell would a drug dealer work at a flower shop?" Asked Doneld to his partner.

  "Maybe this was supposed to be how he laid low for all those years." Answered James and walked in to the shop.

When the owner saw them walk in, she walked closer.

  "Welcome, gentlemen. How can i help you?"

They whipped out their badges "DEA. I'm agent walker this is my partner agent crane. We're here to ask you a few questions about  your employee Steve More."

  The lady seemed confused "I am sorry. But i don't have a worker by the name Steve."

They looked at eachother confused. Doneld took out a picture of the dealer and showed it to the lady. She looked at the photo and nodded.

"That is Toby. He does work here but he didn't come today. I can give you a call when he comes by." Said the lady. 

  "That won't be necessary. He's dead."

The lady looked shocked. "Why? How did he die?" She asked.

  "That is what we come here to find out. We will be on our way after we ask you some questions." Said Doneld.

  The lady nodded as well.

  "How long has he worked here?" James asked.

  "About six years." She answered.

  "Does he have any relatives or people that would come by to see him." He asked another question.

  "Was there anything suspision you noticed on him?" Doneld asked.

  The lady shook her head. She was no help.

  "Thank you for your time." Said James and walked away.

When they were walking out, Doneld looked at a pot full of white roses amd stopped infront of it. "How much for this pot?" He asked the lady.

  "What are you doing?" James asked his partner confused.

  "It's my wifes birthday today." He answered James's question and looked at the lady.

"165 Dollars." She answered.

He looked back at the flowers. They were pretty expensive but he bought it anyway. 

  

After a long day of disappointment, the two called it a day and went to their homes. James opened the door to his apartment and threw himself on the couch as soon as he walked in. He had a lot on his mind and was thinking about the dealer. Too much thinking exhusted his brain and eventually he fall asleep. But few hours after he slept, his phone rang. Annoyed by whom ever called him in the middle of the night, he picked up the phone.

  "James, you are not going to believe this." It was Doneld.

"What is so unbelievable that you can't wait to tell me tomorrow?"

  "The flower i bought for my wife.... The pot is filled with drugs."