The Roadster

Early the next morning at Police Headquarters.....Detective Carlotta Rodriguez -Wallace passed an envelope to Lt. Sissy Van Buren..

"It's for you Boss Lady, No return address..." said Carlotta..

Sissy smiled and opened the envelope..

It was a Zip Drive.

"I've been expecting this.." she said..

"This is the Zip Drive Kevin was telling you about huh?" said Assistant District Attorney Keith Wallace..

''Yes..It's bank accounts, addresses of financial contributions and contributors to this Super Pac and names of Mercenaries involved in at least five murders...as well as evidence of Blackmail and Extortion, Wire fraud and the like.." said Sissy...

"Ouuu real cloak and dagger stuff."said Carlotta..

"This is dynamite..."said Keith Wallace..

"Kevin wants us to sit on this...Until he gets evidence...Evidence of who is pulling the strings.."said Sissy..

"Kevin has never steered us wrong before..Lock that up Sissy...We three are the only ones who know about it for now...We'll await word from Kevin..."said Keith Wallace.

II-

At this moment...I was sitting in our Van with Peeping Tom, Lockpick Johnson and Sean Jackson..

Clerow was at the wheel and Owen Tod was in the front, riding shotgun...

I had a telephoto lense...

I could see the blonde man with the aviator shades and the woman in the black latex body suit looking at the laptop...

They were good at what they did...They got in right away...

I was listening to their conversation...

"THERE'S NOTHING ON HERE!!!!  THE HARD DRIVE HAS BEEN WIPED CLEAN!!!!"

"WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!"said the man and the woman...

A Third man entered the room....

"Heyy Otto." said the woman...

"Hey Otto." said the man..

''It was meant for you two  to find this...This was a trick...Whoever did this probably has a tracer in the computer..Somebody is on to you." said Otto

''We've got to get out of here Otto.."said the Blonde man..

"You two aren't going anywhere.." said Otto, who pulled out a pistol with a silencer and shot both of them to death , right before our eyes....

He looked around and ran out to his car and sped off...

We had got a good photo of him in action ,plus the license plate on his car...

He wouldn't get far!!!!

A quick check through facial recognition software....(We had hacked into Interpol's) and we discovered our killer was one Otto Frankheimer...A German national , once a German intelligence operative....Now a freelance killer for hire..A suspect in three murders in West Berlin and one in London.

But unfortunately our trail ended here..I had thought that this would lead us to the boss...It didn't.

III-

 THREE DAYS LATER! I met with my Client, Jacques "Papa" Papadouris at Sam Mother's Diner...

''Kevin, I want to thank you for solving Cole's murder..I'm glad to see that his killer is behind bars.." he said.

''And the contents of that Zip Drive are in police custody to do with as they see fit...I imagine in a few days a lot of people will find themselves under indictment...and begin scrambling for lawyers..."I said.

"Yeah, you done good...Sorry you didn't catch the boss man...but at least you avenged my nephew's murder.."said Papa..

"Yup."I said..

He passed me an envelope..

It had $10.000.00 in it...

"Buy that pretty wife of yours something nice." he said.

I smiled...

Another happy customer...I thought...Had no idea that this case was far from over.

IV-

 I headed back to headquarters.....

The administrative staff had gone home for the day...Sean Jackson and Peeping Tom were the only ones still around and they were getting ready to leave for the day...

I was filing away the papers myself, something that was done after a case was officially closed... When my phone rang... It was Sissy...

"Hey Kevin....Are you home?" she asked..

"No,I'm at the office..."I said.

"Interesting Zip Drive you gave us....We made cases on 49 people...Arrested them and sent indictments to 39 others...Not only that...we froze bank accounts too...This was a great case you brought us...Thank you." said Sissy...

"It's what we do right?  Did you get the uh information I sent you on the double murder of those two mercenaries?" I asked..

''We did..We haven't captured this Otto Frankeheimer yet... He wasn't at any of the three residences you gave for him and they had all been bleached down...So no DNA or Prints..He seems to have dropped out of sight..But what I called about was your client...you said his name was Jacques "Papa" Papadouris right?" she asked..

''Yeah..His nephew was Cole Hain, the investigative reporter who broke the story open..."I said.

''Well here's the problem....Jacques "Papa" Papadouris was one of the names on our indictment...One of the people who funded this mysterious super-pac....He's a venture Capitalist who has funded a number of right wing or right leaning Super Pacs...and he's dead!  He died of a massive heart attack in Paris last summer, two weeks before Cole Hain was murdered... And we checked... Cole Hain didn't have any living uncles..." said Sissy...

"WHAT?" I said...

"I know right? When we started going over the names.We did a double take...He's not a free lance journalist...Apparently his credentials are phony..."said Sissy..."You wouldn't happen to know where he lays his head would you?"asked Sissy...

"I can give you the address he gave me....but if I know right, he's cleared out of there by now." said Kevin...

"I'll put Duke on it....I'll call you back if I know something." said Sissy..

"I'll call you too." I said.

V-

It was night...I called Kool Kat....I didn't know what I might be getting in to and I felt better with the Big Man at my side...

I checked out  .Jacques "Papa" Papadouris thoroughly....Whoever this was...He was a complete phony...He hadn't written any of the stories he told me he had...I called the papers he claimed to have written for and they had never heard of him...When I checked the flash drive he gave me with the story on Sepia, Bonita, Olivia and Beverly ,I found he had written nothing...He had taken me for a ride.

"This the place Kev?" asked Kool Kat as we drove up..

"There is a car in here that I want to look at...It could be the missing piece to the puzzle..." I said...

We entered a dark parking garage...

It looked pretty normal..

We took the elevator to the top floor..

Just like on Television, it was dark and foreboding...There were several cars around...And there in the corner was the car...

a 2016 Nissan Roadster....

"This the car Kev?" asked Kool Kat...

"This is the car....I should have brought Lockpick Johnson with me...I need to get in and see what's in there.."I said..

I called headquarters...I was certain everybody was gone....I was in Luck...Peeping Tom was there...

''What's going on my friend?" he asked..

"I'm going to read you the license plate of this car...Could you run it for me?" I asked..

''Sure.."he said.

I used to have to ask Sissy to do things like that for me...I now had the equipment to do this myself now...

Within ten minutes...Tom got back with me..

"It belongs to a Markham Baylock...." he said..


"Markham Baylock...who is that?" I asked..

I then heard the click of a gun...

I turned to see the man who had killed the two mercenaries,Otto Frankenheimer, with a .357 magnum to Kool Kat's head..

"Take that .38 smokeless that you carry and drop it..Kick it over here..Nice and slow...Nice and slow.."said Otto.

I did as I was told.

I then turned and saw a familliar figure right behind him...

''Ahhhhh Kevin, you are too good for your own good...I was hoping you'd wouldn't go this far.." said the man with the Straw hat , my now former client..

"You're Markham Baylock aren't you?" I asked..

He looked surprised...

"You really are good...but now...you know far too much......You should have left it alone...You caught Cole's killer, you cracked the laptop....You helped the cops put away several people.."he said..."Why couldn't you just leave it at that?" He asked..

"Yeah,I should have...Look...You've paid me...Case is closed...How bout we call it even and let me and my friend here walk out of here?"I asked..

"I can't do that....I'd like to, I really like you Kevin..You and your cute little wife look very happy, but you know my name....and you know that my associate here killed two people...I never leave loose ends..."he said..

Otto patted me down and took my back up piece...my .40 cal.....He took Kool Kat's .357 magnum and his back up piece...his .40 caliber...

"Wow..you two were really strapped..."he said...

He used a light taser on Kool Kat...

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, you bastard!" said Kool Kat...as his body jerked...

The big man fell to the ground....Stunned...and unconscious.

Before I could make a move...He hit me with a taser...

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed as I fell to the ground...Half conscious...but paralyzed...

"Otto, you know what I love about these cars??...These old four doors??....So much trunk space..."he said and they both laughed as they loaded both me and Kool Kat into the trunk of their car...

"It's such a hot night...Heh heh heh....Let's drop these two off in the River.."said Markham...

"Yeah...that'll cool them off..."laughed Otto..

What they didn't realize is that...I was still awake..Just barely, but awake..This wasn't over yet!


(CONCLUSION NEXT!)