Philip Kramer was sitting at his antique desk at home when the man came and this was the most important Moment of his life. The man, was tall not particularly handsome but he was There for a reason Everyone sought the ultimate warrior and Neal was the key to finding one of this sort si this man was sent to him, sent by contacts that had been around since the civil war. This man was part of the vast underground that hid in the government from local all the way to international levels. The new comer smiled as he sat down familiar turquoise eyes met Kramer's but this man had blonde hair and was less handsome in fact he looked like something the lowest forms of life had failed to find useful. His name was Charles, w. Riley jr. and he had an air about him that made you afraid, even if you had power and strength on your side.
"You know that Caffrey took off seems he and Burke maybe tighter than we knew." Kramer said. "My contacts say you know secrets about his family."
"If you want Caffrey you need the right bait." Charles began.
"Neal Caffrey just before he took off from home, interfered in matters not his business, and thus was a threat and still is The last member of the Darkstar gang was in my father's custody and he could have gotten back our family fortune if Not for my cousin Neal's interferences.
This person escaped and survived fooling even the greatest of the Texas Rangers into making her a Texas Ranger." Charles said. "I Was falsely accused of their crimes because of her cunning. Now my father is dead and I have nothing because of her, she lives richly, while I grovel to groups like yours to try to take back what is mine."
Kramer looked at Charles Riley, something sounded inverted here, although he decided to go with it. Because of the huge amount of money that could be made when he busted Charles for what ever he could dig up on the man. He gave the photo he knew his security system made of Charles W Riley Jr, to his second in command and they began digging up the dirt soon The director of DC art crimes found out More than just the dirty dealings and criminal actions of Charles w riley Jr, but he found a story about something so terrible that the state of Texas tore down an entire youth detention facility even ripping out the foundations of the buildings and the builder's fill was removed to the very bed rock, to cover up the horrors that happened there, and a list of eleven mental patients all of which died only a few months apart crossed his desk. The bodies were never found. No pictures of them before or after twhat ever happened could be found. it was like this eleven people never existed. kramer looked at this information. But the list of supposed victims of this horror claimed there were twelve people all females. Kramer looked at the only name without two dates next to it.
"What happened to number twelve?" He wondered.
Houston Texas three days later : Martinez Pawn and Loan.
a fight has ended and the lean tall and very tired woman sits talking with Houston Police. Near by lays Charles w Riley Jr. A sword through his body, as he stares into the void. two other men lay on the floor as well Pat Riley, looks back at her brother's body as her partner Kim Sheridan and the local cops process the scene.
"Mr. Martinez says the three came in to rob his store, that you and your partner answered his 911 call as you were here on another case but I know being rangers you wouldn't pass on a call for help." Detective Royce of the Houston P.D. said. "Thanks I've been after them for a while. these guys have been hitting gold and silver buyers and pawn shops all over the southern half of the state." He added.
Patricia Riley/ Walker nodded and then turned to her partner. Their Wrustling case over they were on their way home when the call from a local dispatcher put them at the scene of a robbery. Her own brother was taking only gold and silver from the shop the owner was to have been killed, and was made to watch this group of three who were stealing from the shop. The dirty little hole in the wall shop, was everything that held the neighborhood together. Riley walked away as she tried to go over the fight in her mind. The black dodge ram 3500 rolled away from the scene. Outside the shop, three more men waited They hadn't seen events inside but when the coroner drove away they noticed that two left with Royce. But neither was their target. They drove away in the opposite direction.
"There was nothing bill wanted more than to kill me." she thought "So why do I feel so bad that he's the one who's dead?"
Pat looked at Kim then at the road to the airport they'd hitch a ride with the Denver International team back to Dallas. Pat knew the drill and yet something in the situation demanded that she get a copy of the tape of that fight. Mr Martinez was glad to hand over a copy to her.
"You saved my store it's the least I can do to help you with Internal Affairs." he said.
Handing over the copy of the tape. Royce held a copy for his report and at least should there be any question of any kind Riley knew this was the answer to it. Royce knew about Charles Riley jr and his son and was glad to know that at last Pat could have some peace even if it was at such a cost. Pat sighed I.A. read the reports reveiwed the tapes and closed their case clearing her a week later. Kim was happy for her but Pat felt this was just the beginning Something told her that Charles, was just the start of something much bigger.