Wow, my longest chapter yet...

Chapter 2: Find Facts

"She goes to school a S.S. High." Espio said, looking at Gina Wilkin's file. "She lives about three blocks from Waffle, Kaity and Snow." The chameleon observed. Vector wrote down all the information Espio was giving him. "She lives with her father; he's been in jail a couple times for drunk driving."

"Ya think maybe Gina's dad is gonna kill 'er?" Kaity asked.

Vector shrugged off the question, "What about the mother?" he asked.

"She's..." Espio scrolled down to find information on the mother, "deceased." Espio said finally. "For about 6 years."

"So Gina lost her mom at ten-years?" Waffle asked.

Espio nodded, "That's what it looks like, she was murdered. And get this; the report says that Gina told the police about it several days before it happened."

"Made 'er a suspect?" Vector asked.

"Prime suspect."

"They find the killer?"

"Um...jealous high school sweetheart; doesn't give a name."

"Heh, sucks for him." Kaity snickered.

"Okay, Espio and Waffle, and I will go to Gina's house and see what it's like. Kaity, you and Charmy go down to her school and find out anything you can." Vector paused to look at a watch that appeared from hammerspace, "She's probably in school right now. If you find 'er, talk with her friends."

"Got it. Come on, Charmy." Kaity said, racing Charmy out the door. Charmy followed behind yelling after the chameleon.

"Okay, now then, let's go to her house." Vector said, the final three walking toward Gina Wilkin's house.

OoOoO

Kaity and Charmy pushed open the doors of Station Square High School at the same time.

"Tie." Kaity said. Charmy only nodded. The two Mobians went on down the hall and found Gina in the library. There was another human boy sitting next to her, he had green-dyed hair and looked like he hadn't slept in days. The two Mobians walked over to the table.

"Mind if we join you?" Kaity asked casually and sat down. The two humans looked up in surprise.

"I guess not." The boy said. "My name's Jared, by the way." He said with a smile. He looked back down to the book in front of him. Charmy looked at the book, it had difficult-looking equations with numbers and letters.

"What's that?" he asked, pointing to on equation. Kaity looked leaned over to see it.

"Algebra?" Kaity asked. Jared nodded.

"I have to take a test today, and after the two jelly donuts, and mocha latte, I'm sure I'm gonna ace the test!" he said enthusiastically. He gathered up his books and notes and set off out of the library.

"You're gonna get a B-, Jared." Gina called after him. She looked up at the two detectives with a smile, "He needs an A on the test to have an overall A grade." She explained.

"Right, we're here about-" Kaity was cut off by Gina.

"I know why you're here. And I appreciate your concern, but, it can't be stopped." Gina shrugged.

"Vector says we can stop people from getting hurt, and that's what a detective's job is." Charmy put in.

Gina smiled warmly at the bee. "Something's just can't be stopped. Excuse me, I need to get to class." She politely excused herself and left the library.

"What'd are ya gonna do, Kaity?" Charmy asked.

"Let's go ask around about her." Kaity said, getting up from her spot and also leaving the library with Charmy following.

OoOoO

Espio, Vector, and Waffle stood on the stoop of Gina Wilkin's one-story house. Vector rang the door bell again, testing to see if it worked. This time, a man, about forty years of age, answered the door. He had brown hair, and glassy blue eyes.

"Yeah?" he droned.

"Are you Mr. Wilkin?" Vector asked. The man nodded.

"Yeah."

"We're from the Chaotix Detective Agency and your daughter, Gina came and told us she was gonna die. Do you know what that could mean?" the Croc asked, "Maybe something's been goin' on at school..."

"Or you think I have somethin' to do with it." Mr. Wilkin said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Well..." Vector began, trying to think of a nice way to put it.

"It's 'cause I drink, right?" Mr. Wilkin finished Vector's thought, "I'm tryin' ta stop for my daughter." He said.

"For how long?" Espio asked.

"Three years."

"And you haven't stopped?" Waffle asked. Vector nudged her lightly.

"I dunno why she'd tell you she's gonna die, I haven't had a drink in months."

"We found that she predicted her mother's death." Espio said, this got him a glare from the older man. "Did she tell you or her mom about it before it happened?" Espio asked, ignoring the glare.

"Yeah, she told us." His voice now sounded bitter. "We thought she was just tryin' ta scare us."

"And then, Miss. Wilkin was killed, right?" Waffle put in.

"Yeah...Look, she's probably just screwin' around with you guys, she's always sayin' stuff's gonna happen."

"Does it usually?"

"I dunno, I don't pay attention."

"Okay...Um, thanks for yer time, sir." Vector said, leading his teammates off the stoop and onto the sidewalk.

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