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Chapter 3 - Forming a Team-Bad Sources Ok, No Lying
Ron walked down the hall of an office, with people passing him and others answering calls. He stopped at an office door and opens it. Sitting at a computer, was a young African man dressed in a blue shirt, a green button up shirt, that wasn't buttoned up and black pants. The young man had gotten taller and slimmer in the past few years. He looked up at Ron, as he entered.
"I have a job for you." Ron said, pointing at the young man.
He just glared up at Ron. "I already have a job."
Ron tilted his head sideways, then straightens it upright.
"They are paying you to play video games?" Ron asked.
"How do you do that?"
"C'mon. Left hand space bar, right hand arrow keys?" Ron answered. "Wade… You should ask me a challenging question every once in a while, just for kicks."
Wade shaked his head and quits the scifi game he was currently playing.
"I can't go anywhere. I'm behind in my work." Wade said as he got up from his chair and looked on the shelves.
Ron opens one of Wade's desk drawers and grabs a bag of candy.
"Oh, man. I'm sorry. More so, because I know that you're lying." Ron casually said.
Wade looked shocked, that Ron looked right through his lie.
"So, I guess that means you're not interested in knowing why I am here?" Ron asked.
Wade glanced at him as he walked past Ron to a shelve, unsure if he really wanted to know where Ron was going with this.
"I've got us the last job we will ever need." Ron said, then walked around and stood in front of the office window.
Wade give a little laugh. "Ron, you've had 26 jobs since high school."
"Yes, I have. And they were all fun, but this one takes the cake."
"Oh, yeah?" Wade asked. "Better than your acupuncture clinic?"
Ron looked upward. "I didn't realize experience was necessary."
"What about the week you spent driving the 'Naco' truck?" Wade asked, returning to his seat, with a folder.
"I did that for the Nacos." Ron responded. "Look, Wade, all those jobs I took because I wanted the experience. Then I mastered it and moved on, but this job has a little bit of everything."
Ron stepped forward, extending his hand. Obviously excited.
"Come with me."
"Uh, no. Kim and I had vowed never to do anything blindly with you again." Wade replied, now regretting that he caught onto what Ron was possibly thinking. "We learned that at the Mexican border. Twice."
"Okay. First off, it was three times and second, it was the Canadian border. Besides, this isn't what you think of." Ron said.
"Then what is it?" Wade asked.
"Well, this is hard to explain, but I'm gonna give it a shot." Ron leaned in closer. "You and I are opening our own Private Detective Agency."
Now somewhat understanding what Ron was suggesting, he then responded with a smile. "Oh. See? No explanation necessary. Let me get my coat." Wade said, then goes back to working on his computer.
Ron waited for a second, then realized that Wade wasn't getting anything.
"But you're not getting your coat." Ron pointed out.
"Uh, no. No, Ron. I'm not." Wade said, without looking up.
"Alright. You wanna sweat the details? Fine. Global Justice thinks I'm a psychic and now we are investigating a murder." Ron finally revealed.
"What did you say?"
"We are investigating a murder." Ron repeated, then paused for a second. "Well, actually four murders."
"That's what I thought." Wade responded, staying at his computer. It wasn't more then a second later, that he looked up at Ron, seeing the seriousness in his friend's eyes and expression. "You're serious?"
"Yes! I am serious!" Ron said, his excited growing. "Over the last few weeks, several scientists was murdered. All was thought to be a suicide, until the last two."
"They didn't find any clues before the last two?" Wade asked.
"You see what I mean? I need you." Ron said. "I need you to… write stuff down, 'cause you know how I don't really under stand much of what people are talking about."
"But how can you run a Detective Agency and go to college at the same time?" Wade asked.
"If Kim could save the world and go to school at the sametime, then so can I." Ron said with confidence.
"Kim went to stop someone. You actually have to follow clues to find the criminal and that takes time." Wade informed him.
Ron thought about it for a second, then nodded. "That's true, but you let me handle everything."
"Well, what about Kim?" Wade asked, his head in the palm of his hand, as it rests on his desk.
"You know how it's been since all of our . . . well, her arch foes stopped with their plotting." Ron said. "Besides, she has been just a tab bit busy with school." Ron then handed Wade a folder.
After opening the folder, Wade read part of the report, then looked back up at Ron.
"This is only three deaths." Wade said. "Where is the fourth?"
"Listen. Every murder corresponds within three days of each other." Ron said. "And it's been a little longer then the three-day deadline."
"How could you be so sure?" Wade asked. "Whoever it is, may have gotten all of their victims by now, or they could be late getting to their next."
"I highly doubt that." Ron said, sounding completely sure.
"What makes you so sure?"
"I passed the house of a Dr. Murray Harmon on the way here, and he was being taken out of his house on a Gurney." Ron casually responded. "And he's one of the scientists that was brought onto the project."
Wade thought about it for a second, then started thinking that Ron might be onto something.
"Okay, but just for today?" Wade asked.
"Just for today." Ron said. "Oh, and you know what? We're going to need the company car."
"Whoa. What's wrong with Kim's?" Wade asked.
"She's using it," Ron said. "And I don't want her to know what I am doing . . . at least not yet, anyway."
"Alright, let's go." Wade stood, grabbed his coat of a coatrack and followed Ron out of his office.
Ron and Wade drove through Middleton, with Wade at the wheel. Wade didn't have to do much convincing to the car for the day, even though he didn't have any work related driving to do.
"All right, pay attention." Ron started. "Eight months ago, a few scientists was hand picked for a project for Global Justice. That was right after a computer hacker nearly crippled the FBI, trying to get something."
"Yeah, I remember that." Wade responded. "No knows what that something was."
"He said that he was accidently linked over to the FBI mainframe, before being sent to jail. Dr. Director chose the scientists, personally." Ron said. "However, some had to be let go."
"Okay. What do you think?" Wade asked.
"It doesn't add up. Something is wrong." Ron said. "I think that one of the scientists that was let go, whoever it was, held a pretty big grudge. A few of them had a pretty big ego."
"That would make some sense." Wade replied.
"Besides, these people all have something in common." Ron said. "A great family, lots of money, and no problems with anyone, but some of them tend to not get along with those they work with."
Wade thought about it for a second, going through all the information that Ron said in his mind.
"That's some good stuff, Ron." Wade said with a slight smile. "Where did you get all that?"
"Nowhere, nowhere." Ron said with some speed. "I can't reveal my sources."
Confused and not liking how Ron might have gotten the information, Wade reached over and opens the folder in Ron's lap. Ron tried to stop him, but failed as Wade managed to pull out some magazines.
"National Enquirer?" Wade made a quick glance at Ron, then back. "Central County Gossip News?"
"Wade, these guys are cowboys." Ron said, defending himself. "They hide in bushes. They know what's going on."
"Okay, let me tell you something, Ron." Wade started, getting agitated "I'm not about to go in there with you making accusations, based off of evidence you got from the pages of People magazine."
"Oh, please, would you give me some credit?" Ron said, then turn to look out the windshield and paused for a second. "It was US Weekly."
"That's got to be the worse source of information, ever." Wade said, feeling uncomfortable as he continued to drive. He had a bad feeling about this.
Ron didn't listen to the remark. He just leaned back into the seat, but was started. For some reason, Ron couldn't hold still and that got to Wade.
"What?" Wade asked, a little started.
Ron managed to calm down long enough to reach into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. Wade rolled his eyes, as he continued to drive. The Caller ID said, Kim Possible.
"Who is it?" Wade asked.
"It's Kim." Ron's finger reached for the button to answer it, but stopped before the button was pressed . "Uh-oh!"
"What do you mean by, 'Uh-oh'?"
Ron quickly looked at his watch, then groaned. "I was supposed to meet her ten minutes ago." Ron replied, a little worried.
Wade chuckled. "Then you're in some trouble."
Ron then came up with an idea. "Here." Ron threw the phone to Wade, which he caught. "Make something up. Tell her that you gave me a ride somewhere and I accidently left my phone with you, or something.
"I'm not going to tell her that I have your phone." Wade responded, handing the phone back to Ron.
"Or something. Wade, just do it for me." Ron said, his teeth clenched and his tone a little exasperated as he tried to hand the phone back to Wade.
"No." Wade replied, attempting to push the phone away.
"It will only take one second." Ron said, pushing the phone back to Wade.
Wade tried to push the phone back with one hand, while Ron tried to hand it to Wade. Without realizing, a finger pressed a button, and a the backlight came on.
"Ron." Came a feminine voice from the phone. Ron froze.
"What did you do?" Ron asked through his clenched teeth, his voice barely audible.
"I just pushed it away." Wade answered, matching Ron's level of volume. "Say something."
"Like what?" Ron asked. "Like I said earlier, I don't want her to find out what I'm doing, yet."
"Ron, I know you're there. I can hear someone." Kim's annoyed voice carried through the phone.
"Great, now she can hear us." Ron said to Wade, his voice still low.
"Who said that?" Kim asked, now getting more annoyed.
Ron was in for it. That is when she found out what was going on and when that Ron had blown off their date. However, he didn't do it intentionally, he just forgot.
Slowly, Ron brought the phone to his ear. "Kim?"
"Where are you? I've been waiting for ten minutes." Kim sounded both worried and a little irked.
Ron grimaced. "I'm sorry, but I got," Ron paused for a split second, thinking of something. "Pulled into a project at the last second. I tried to get out of it, but I couldn't. I'm sorry, but I'll make it up to you later."
Wade shot a glance at Ron. "I can't believe you're lying?" Wade managed to be silent and without giving himself away to Kim.
Ron pulled the mouthpiece away from his mouth. "It's not technically a lie, Wade. I was pulled into this, but I didn't try to get out." He replied, very silent.
Kim sighed, then continued. "Alright. When will you be finished?" Ron glanced at Wade. "It's hard to tell, I'll let you know when I am. I'll see you later." Ron shut off his phone and put it away. "I guess that I might have been wrong."
"About what?" Wade asked.
"Now I'm not sure if this week is going to be fun." Ron responded. "Now I've got this feeling that it could go either way."
Wade pulled the car over next to the curve on the street, in front of Dr. Harmon's home. Ron hopped out, and Wade climbed out. Wade went to the trunk, opened it and pulled a case from the trunk of his car, then followed Ron as he headed toward the house.
"How should we introduce ourselves?" Wade asked. Ron started to speak, but Wade cut him off. "And don't say psychic. They'll shut you off."
"Ok, what do you suggest?" Ron asked with interest.
"Something vague, like Alternative Tactics Division." Wade answered.
"How about the Bureau of Magic and Spell Casting?" Ron suggested, not even close to being serious.
"Can you be serious, for once?" Wade asked.
Ron didn't answer, but he did stop walking when he noticed a man, dressed in the usual Global Justice wardrobe, dumping garbage into a trashcan. Ron then changed directions, and headed towards the trashcans.
"Where are you going?" Wade asked.
Ron didn't answer him. Frowning, Wade followed his friend. The man left before Ron reached the trashcans. Getting to the trashcans, Ron opened one of them, and starting rooting through it.
"You're rooting through the trash?" Wade asked.
"Just for a sec." Ron said, digging in the trashcan.
"You are, without doubt, the worst detective I've ever seen." Wade said, a little annoyed with Ron's tactics.
"Wade, everything you need is right in front of you." Ron assured him. "You just have to pay attention."
"Oh, yeah?"
"Look at this." Ron said, pulling out a few packages of food. However, the third was half-finished. Ron noticed that two of them had been opened the standard way, while the third was opened in a not so civil manner. "Weight Watcher. That is the highest quality weight loss food on the market."
"So?" Wade asked. "He's trying to lose weight. Everyone knows that."
"No, not everyone." Ron said. "Just you."
"But how does this help us?" Wade asked, impatiently.
"Because this stuff is really expensive…" Ron said, then looked at Wade. "Why would you possibly buy food to help you lose weight, and just throw away half of it?" Ron asked.
"He's rich." Wade surmised. "And he wastes his money."
Ron went back to looking through trash again, but suddenly stopped and looked shocked. "Oh, my gosh!"
"What?" Wade asked, a little startled.
Ron reached down and pulled out the object he saw. "This CD case is totally nice! Why would someone throw this out?" Ron asked, not to anyone in particular, then handed the case to Wade. "Here. Put this in the car."
Wade took the case and threw it back in the trash. "Inside." He sternly said. "Now." With that, Wade walks towards the house.
Ron looked toward Wade, then quickly takes case back out of the trash. Stuffing the case in his jacket, Ron followed Wade.
"Is it entirely too early for me to have a theory?" Ron asked.
"Can you at least wait until we see some evidence?" Wade asked.
"I suppose I could if it would make you happier." Ron replied, walking to the house.
Ron just recruited Wade and gave him the 411 on what's happening and another murder has just occurred, and Ron, along with Wade had just arrived on the scene to investigate.
How about everything that went between Ron and Wade?
How about Ron and Kim's conversion?
How is Kim going to react when she finds out that Ron lied? Or in this case, bended the truth a little to better suit his need.
And will we finally see Will Du's new partner?
Any questions, ideas and such are welcome. Ideas help me more then you think. Also, be sure to review and let me know what you think.
