Disclamer: Still not mine.
Angela had managed to get the addresses of everyone on Sid's list and now Booth and Brennan were on their way to the fifth person's house. Jacob Long. Sadly, they had very little to go on for leads. Normally they would have more to look for. All they could hope for would be a person on this list. Once arriving at the house, more technically a shack, they knocked on the door. However, there was nothing. There was no movement except from a slight breeze, and silence. Booth knocked on the door once more and when no one answered, he took out his gun and tried the door, which, lucky for them, was unlocked.
The sight that lay before them scared them. A man was lying before them, dead, with his neck broken. Booth motioned for Brennan to stay put and he slowly walked throughout the rest of the shack, looking to make sure no one else was there. Brennan looked in the man's pockets while Booth looked around and she found the man's wallet.
When Booth came back, she showed him the wallet. "It's definitely Jacob Long." She sighed, "Who killed you and why?"
Sarah sat on the couch in Hodgins's garage that was Zach's home on her laptop. She was planning a science experiment for school with Hodgins and Zach's help. Her teacher had allowed her to go beyond the experiment the rest of the class was doing, because he knew Sarah loved doing elaborate experiments. She and the boys were trying to build a machine that could shrink people and items. Currently, she was doing research until they came home. Hours of searching the web, hundreds of sites. It was on going.
Zach came home just as she found a website that looked to be promising. She clicked on the link and waited for the page to load. Suddenly, the screen filled with pop-ups, including porn and advertisements. She slightly cursed as she started to close the windows. Zach came in after hearing her and saw what happened. After the fifteenth, he stopped her. On the pop-up in front of them was the pictures of many women, all of them having a label on them. Sold, For Sale, and For Trade. Near the top was a picture of Temperance Brennan with a For Sale label. Sarah reached for the phone and called Booth, while Zach skimmed the rest of the page. about a third of the way down, they saw a picture of their victim with the label 'Sold'.
"Booth," he answered.
"Booth, it's Sarah. Where's Brennan?"
"Right next to me. Why?"
Sarah filled him in on the website and he told Brennan the website address, and she immediately opened the page. Booth took one look at the page and after thanking Sarah, he called one of his friends from the FBI who caught the online bad guys. Illegal downloads, pirated videos and music, online fraud, all of it. Agent Jennifer Stickler was one of the best in her field; hopefully she could help them.
"Stickler, feel like doing me a favor?"
"As long as it doesn't involve me dressing up in that outfit you bought me last year and making me dance in that bar again," she laughed.
"No, you get to do that once we're done with our cases. I actually have a website I need to you check out for me."
She was instantly curious. "What's on the website?"
"Someone is selling women, and have been for a long while it looks like. One of the victims I'm investigating and my partner are on the list."
"Of course I'll help you! Sounds pretty simple."
He gave her the website and told her, "I'll be there in about ten minutes."
Booth hung up and helped Brennan out of her seat, and together, the both of them rushed to the car and sped to the FBI building.
Next up: Time to check out the leads!