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Main Street: Smallville, Kansas

Bones, Booth and Clark had gotten themselves cleaned up after morning chores. Booth, dressed in his typical casual style when out on assignment, he decided a suit would hinder any trust that he would try to build so he just went with a nicer pair of jeans, and a t-shirt. Bones had borrowed one of Martha's sun dresses, which Booth found to be quite flattering on her. And Clark was wearing his usual blue jeans, with a blue t-shirt covered by a red flannel shirt, buttoned halfway up. Clark had been wondering if Ollie had found anything yet, but to be fair it was late the night before when he had asked him so he wasn't going to sweat it. Besides Ollie's human, unlike Clark, and actually requires sleep. They were listening to the radio when a news break interrupted the music.

"Last night in Metropolis, three more people were saved by the mysterious 'Blur' that has protected this fine city for the last 6 years," the newscaster reported. "It seems, after reports of his exploits around the country in the last couple of years, he still has his eye on our wonderful city." Booth turns off the radio, "I hate tabloid journalism." Bones interjects, "Often people in a dangerous situation get confused with what is really going on. And, with copious amounts of adrenaline in their system they have a tendency to latch on to any explanation that would help them rationalize the events," she turns slightly to address both Booth and Clark, "Obviously this 'Blur' is an urban legend, but it seems to have worked it's way into the masses giving them a feeling of hope of some kind. So, when a concerned citizen helps out a stranger they are so terrified by the initial experience that they rationalize what they witnessed into a statistical aberration." Clark, secretly enjoying the fact that Bones stated that his actions give people hope, decides to join the conversation, "I agree with Dr. Brennan. The mind has a way of playing tricks on you when you're scared. It's a defense mechanism." Booth, focusing on the road, chimes back in, "Yeah, it was probably moonlight, bouncing off a weather balloon, moving through swamp gas..." he chuckles a bit at his own comment. Bones retorts, "Oh! I get it! You're making a reference to the supposed Roswell 'cover-up', and because you work for the government that makes it even more humorous," she laughs out loud. Clark, didn't really think it was THAT funny, but wasn't going to ruin Dr. Brennan's moment of realization. Clark points towards the intersection they're approaching, "Just make a left here to get to the bank's parking lot."

As they pull in to the parking lot, Bones receives a text message from Cam. It reads as follows: "Hodgins was able to put time of death at approximately 5 days ago. As soon as we clean the bones Angela will start the facial reconstruction." They get out of the SUV. Bones tells Booth what Cam had sent to her. Booth takes in the information, as it will come in handy when interrogating the bank manager. Booth turns to Clark, "Just remember what I told you in the lab, I do the talking. You are just here so that they know we can be trusted." Clark looks a little dejected, it's not like he doesn't know how to ask people questions, and he can also serve as a "polygraph" if you will. He could easily claim he knows when people are lying because he grew up around them.

As soon as they walk in, Clark and his "friends" were greeted by the security guard. "Clark! How're you doing? I thought you were away at school?" Clark shakes the man's hand, "I'm great Frank! Actually, I'm almost finished. I just got an internship at The Jeffersonian. This is my boss Dr. Brennan and her partner Agent Booth." Well so much for Booth doing all the talking. Booth pulls out his badge and shows it to Frank, "FBI, can you tell me where I can find the manager?" Frank leans towards Clark, "This is about the body they found isn't it?" Clark composes himself and informs Frank that he can't talk about it. Frank looking defeated, points towards the back of the bank and states, "You can find Mindy in the back office, there." Booth, asserting himself as the one in charge, "Thanks," and the three of them moved towards the office in the back corner. Booth stops Clark before knocking, "Okay let's try this again, I do the talking, you just stand there and look," Booth takes a look at what Clark is wearing, "local."

Booth is about to knock on the door when it suddenly opens. Clark immediately recognizes the individual walking out, Lex Luthor. Clark suddenly tenses up. This does not go unnoticed by Booth. He leans towards Clark, "You okay, kid?" Clark, simply responds, "Long story, I'll tell you later." Booth just shrugs it off, personal stuff can wait, they had a murder to solve. Lex sees Clark standing there and also notices the world famous anthropologist/author that he was accompanying, "Dr. Brennan, I presume?" as he extends his hand towards Bones. Bones grabs his hand for a quick shake, she loves it when people recognize her, "Yes, you presume correctly, and you are?" Lex is a little irritated, he is not used to NOT being recognized, "Lex, Lex Luthor." Clark get a small amount of satisfaction over the obvious irritation that Lex is experiencing right now. Lex nods at the group, as he excuses himself, "Well, I have business to attend to, good day." And with that he walked towards the doors and he was gone.

Booth looks inside and sees a middle-aged woman sitting at the desk inside and knocks on the open door. She looks up from the pile of paperwork on her desk, "Can I help you?" Booth walks into the office and takes a seat, Brennan does the same. Unfortunately, there are only two extra chairs, so Clark is standing in the background, trying to blend in.

Booth immediately takes his badge back out and flashes it to Mindy, "I'm Special Agent Sealy Booth and this is my partner, Dr Temperance Brennan of The Jeffersonian Institute, and I'm guessing you are the manager, Mindy?" Mindy latches onto the second part of his statement, "Dr. Brennan? The author? I am a huge fan." She takes her copy of Bred in the Bone out of her desk, "Can I get an autograph?" Bones smiles as she takes the book, "I would be delighted to sign this for you." The bank manager looks like a child getting her favorite toy for Christmas. Booth, already irritated from the incident when they first came in simply states, "Can we focus here? We ARE investigating a murder." Mindy's face suddenly shifts back to normal, "Of course, Agent Booth, I apologize." She slides back into her seat. "Have they figured out who the dead guy is?" Booth is really unhappy at this point, as he seems to have lost control of the situation, small town people are very different from the ones he normally interrogates. "No, we haven't." Booth states, barely able to stifle is irritation, "I would like to see the records for the last month on anyone that has been out to the Schuster farm. Who has keys. And, if there were any prospective buyers." Mindy turns to her computer screen and starts typing, "Some of the people here think it has to do with the old Kawatche legend." Bones closes the book after she finished signing it, handing it to Mindy, "It's impossible for a dead person to commit murder, the fact that it was once Native-American ground may, just merely, be a coincidence." Mindy, looking a little "put off" at being dismissed by one of her favorite authors, prints out the information on her computer screen and hands it to Booth. Booth reaches out and grabs the papers from her, "Do you know if Mr. Schuster came back at all, trying to make any claims on that property?" Mindy thinks about it for a second, "No, the father hasn't returned." After another moments thought she continues, "But his son, Kevin, just moved back into town a week ago. He says he's trying to make amends for his father's behavior, from when they left." Booth and Brennan get up from their seats, "Thank you for your time." The three of them leave Mindy's office.

As they leave the bank Booth hands the paperwork to Bones to examine, then approaches Clark before they get into the vehicle, "So, Kent, Do you know this, Kevin Schuster?" Clark can only think of one clear memory of Kevin Schuster, "I do. He and the rest of the football team tied me to a cross and left me in the middle of his father's field like a scarecrow, my freshman year. Just because of a crush I had on that girl that was dating one of the players." He conveniently left out the Kryptonite part of the story, "Not too many fond memories of that guy." Booth remembers the kind of stuff that he used to do to some of the 'less popular' kids at his school, but leaving someone tied to cross would have never crossed his mind, he was an alter-boy, after all and that would be "an affront to the Lord." Bones joins the conversation, "That kind of sociopathic behavior, if unchecked, could possibly lead to future violent outbursts, possibly even murder." That was all Booth needed to list him as a possible suspect, "Let's see if we can find this guy and check him out!"


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