Nothing was adding up. If everything's connected.. Damn. This shit sure isn't. He thought to himself as he continued to watch the surveillance tape he had gotten from the store manager. He's here one minute and gone the next? What the fuck is that? He thought again. Taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes, he heard a knock at the door. He turned around to see Stella.
"Still nothing?"
"Nah. Here one second, gone the next. How does that turn out?"
"Danny, I know you'll get this. Where's Lindsay at?"
"Haven't seen her all day." Not that I want to. He thought.
"She's good at this kind of stuff Danny. You should let her have a looksie."
"She probably wont have time. The case she's on with Mac is huge. I saw the case file."
"Danny, that girl will make time for you." She said tapping him on the face.
"Whatever. I'll keep goin' through the tapes."
"Sounds good, I'll go through the evidence and see if anything matches up." She said leaving.
Danny and Lindsay had had a bit of an argument the previous day. She thinks she knows what I need to do for my best friend. I wonder why I bother with her sometimes. He thought as he heard yet another knock at the door, and swung around to see her walking towards him.
"Roll the tape." She said.
"Montana, c'mon. I got this."
"Stella said I should check this out real quick. Just roll it."
"Fine." He said rolling the tape. Lindsay studied it, rewound it, and studied it again.
"Where'd you get this from?"
"The guy at the store, why?"
"I think someone edited this tape Danny. I mean, no one can just pop through mid-air like that."
"Is there a way to get that checked out?"
"I have no idea. Do you know someone who would know?"
"I'll ask Stella, maybe she'll know. Hey, Montana thanks."
"Don't mention it." She said looking at her watch. "Shit I said I'd be 10 minutes, gotta get back to trace. See ya later Danny!" She said hurrying out of the room.
That's why I bother with her. Danny thought.