Paul Reynolds, Jerry Griffin, and Robert Jackson were in Jerry's office sitting in chairs, waiting for Robert to tell them what he had to say.

"The eye ball is not real; it is made of a very life like gel. I had it made to see how the public would react." Robert stated.

"It's fake? But it was bleeding slightly when I found it." Paul said surprised.

"There was a bag of red dye inside it."

"Frank would like to hear about this, let me call him." Jerry said as he picked up the phone.

Meanwhile...

Frank was sitting in the lab looking, once again, at the eye ball when the phone rang, "Hello?" he asked.

"Hey Frank come on up to my office." Jerry said.

"Okay, why?"

"You will be in for a surprise."

"Alright I will be up in two minutes." Frank said as he hung up the phone and walked out of the lab. 'I wonder what he means by surprise.'

20 minutes later...

Frank came panting into Jerry's office. "Used the stairs again did you?" Jerry asked with a smirk.

"Shut-up." Frank panted out of breath.

"Oh, and by the way, the eye ball, it's a fake."

"W-what?! How do you know?!"

"Chief Jackson told me."

"Huh?"

After Robert explained Frank Asked, "Wow, if it was fake, than why was the FBI involved?"

"That I don't know the answer to. Also, I didn't intend for there to be a shootout at all, I'm sorry for the damage and if anybody got hurt, I will pay for it out of my wallet, not the police's." Robert said.

"Oh, okay." Both Frank and Jerry said at the same time.

A minute later...

"Okay, I've got the price for you; it's $500.00 to fix the front doors and windows." Jerry stated after calling someone.

"...five hundred dollars...Fish and Game..." Robert mumbled as he as writing a check.

...

"Here you go." Robert said.

"Thanks." Jerry replied.

"Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to go to the FBI and try to tell them that the eye ball is a fake."

"Uh, okay, good luck." Jerry called as Robert left. After he closed the door Jerry stated, "Well, that was interesting."

"Yes, yes it was." Paul agreed.

"Hey Frank." Paul called.

"Yes?" Frank inquired.

"Can I have the eye ball?"

"Why?"

"Wanted to put it on my window sill to stare at people for Halloween next week."

"Oh, sure. I'll give it to you before you leave."

"Thanks."

Later…

"Well, see you later, thanks for the eye ball."

"No problem."

Meanwhile…

"Oh, hello Chief Jackson." A man behind a desk on the first floor of the FBI building greeted.

"Hello, I need to speak with your boss." Robert stated.

"I'm sorry but he is busy with someone else."

"Okay how long will it be till he is done?"

"Don't know, ten, 15, 20 minutes maybe."

"Okay, I'll wait."

One and a half, hours later…

"Mr. Jackson? Mr. Jackson?" A man asked as he snapped his fingers in front of Robert's face.

"Huh? Oh! Who are you? And how long was I sleeping?" Robert inquired with a yawn while rubbing his eyes.

"I'm Jeff Garfield, the head of the FBI, and you were a sleep an hour I think."

"Oh, hello Mr. Garfield."

"What do you need from me Mr. Jackson?" Jeff asked as he and Robert walk to the elevator.

"Have you heard about the eye ball?"

"Ah yes, it gave me the perfect excuse to fire the mentally unstable Joseph First."

"Why couldn't you fire him?"

"Didn't have enough evidence against him."

"Really?"

"Yes. He covered up his tracks every time."

"Interesting. Well the reason I wanted to talk to about the eye ball was because it was a fake."

"A fake?"

"Yes. I had it made to see how the public would react."

"It sure caused chaos, and not to mention that there was property damage to the Fish and Game."

Robert sighed, "I know, I've already paid with my money for the damage."

"Well, thanks for helping me put Joseph in jail."

"No problem."

"Well, you kinda need to go; I have an appointment in five minutes."

"Okay, bye." Robert said as he walked out of the office, 'Now, how do I get out of here?'

Meanwhile, outside the Fort Lauderdale jail…

"Told them they couldn't hold me in there." Joseph First said as he crawled though some bushes. 'Now, where is the Chief of police? He will do perfectly for my plans.' Joseph thought as he quietly walked to the police station.

Meanwhile…

'Well I finally got out of that building. 9:00PM? Should go back to the station and clock out for the day.' Robert thought as he got into his police car and left. 20 minutes later he arrived at the parking lot and got out. But just as he was about to open the wooden doors he was hit in the head with a rock, the last thing he saw before he blackout was Joseph looming over him with a smirk on his face.

'Get the Chief of police, check. Now for the next part of my plan.' Joseph thought as he picked up Robert and carried him to Robert's police car. 'He's heavier than I thought. But once I'm done with him he won't.'

To be continued…