Matt had just finished cooking steaks on the grill on the balcony of the office as he had many times before. C.J. complimented him on how good they looked and the two sat down and started to eat. As they ate talking on the days events as they often did, they heard the elevator doors. Houston told C.J. to stay seated, he would go see who it was and what they wanted.
After a few minutes came back out onto the balcony with a very young woman following down behind him.
"This is Marsha, she has come here to get our help in finding her sister..Butterfly." Matt told C.J. as she was looking at him inquisitively.
"Well, hi there, my name is C.J. Parsons, I am Mr. Houston's associate." she told the young woman hoping to make her feel at ease, given the look on her face, she was probably pretty uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your dinner, but my sister is in real trouble." Marsha told them.
"Well just hang on, start from the beginning." Matt told her looking at C.J. concerned for the upset young woman.
That's exactly what Marsha did. She started out with how she left home 3yrs ago because of an abusive stepfather and ended up with how she ended up being a hooker, for a man that went by the nameā¦St. Nick. She knew that Butterfly was with him or at least his accomplice, and they had to get her back before he made her do things that would make her skin crawl.
About another hour had passed and Matt and C.J. bid the young woman farewell, making sure first that she had a place to go and she said she did. They sat back down both not very hungry after their conversation with the young woman.
"I'll go and fire-up Baby, so we can get started." C.J. told Matt as they were cleaning up the last of the dinner dishes.
"I sure wish Marsha had been able to give us more of a lead." C.J. told Matt
"Yea, I know C.J., maybe just start by pulling up anyone that might have a rap sheet in child prostitution." Matt told her as he made his way over to the couch with their after dinner drinks in hand.
They mulled over screen after screen of people who were either still in prison or who had died in prison. Exhausted, they both leaned back and tried to shake it off, but had a very hard time.
"Why don't we pack it up and start fresh in the morning, it's gotten very late already." Matt told her as he looked over at her smiling, patting her leg.
"No, I'm alright Houston. If your tired you go ahead and go, I'll be fine. The sooner we get this creep off the street the better." C.J. told him with vigor and determination.
"C.J. , darling you can't even see." Matt told her putting his arm around her.
"I'm fine, I'll throw on a pot of coffee, you go ahead." she told him kissing his cheek as she got up to make the coffee.
"I'm not about to leave you all alone up here." Matt told her and then remembered about the loft.
"If you won't leave, I'll stay too. I forgot all about the loft being finished now. We can go up there and lay down if we need to." Matt told her as he walked over and rubbed her shoulders, getting the feeling there was more to this case for her, than what she was saying.
"Ok, yea sounds good, that loft was probably one of the best things I ever talked you into." C.J. told him, with a slight "told you so" smile on her face, as they sat and started plugging away at Baby again.
"Yes it was." Matt told her with a big smile on his face, more or less admitting defeat because when she first had brought it up, he had seen no need for it, after all they had the couch he had told her. But in the end she had won out. And with the thought of the long night ahead, at that moment he was glad she had won.
C.J. and Matt went at it probably another 45mins to an hour, when all of a sudden a man's picture popped up on the screen and it made C.J. stop frozen in her tracks. No,it couldn't be, she had thought to herself. Or could it???
