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After the screen went blank Pete closed his Farnsworth. He looked at his partner and sighed. "I guess we have to get an ID on this guy."

Myka's brow was still crinkled in worry. "Pete, you think they're ok over there?"

"No." He sighed. "But I think that they can handle things, so I'm not going to worry about them until we are done with our jobs here."

"Yeah. You're right." Myka squared her shoulders and rubbed her forehead to focus. "Ok. Now that we know what he looks like, lets ask around. Someone has to have seen him and know who he is."

"Wait!" Pete suddenly said. "Myka, lets follow him!" Myka gathered her eyebrow in confusion. "Use the specto gun. Forward him up and we'll see where he goes!"

Myka relaxed into a smile. "Yeah!" She raised the durational spectrometer still in her hands and the see through brown man reappeared. Turning the dial, the man slowly walked forward to the side of the store. Myka sped up the image until he was at a normal pace. Pete followed the man closely, stepping through him to get ahead of the image.

The two agents followed the image until he stopped and reached down waist high. Then he picked up one foot and stepped over something. The residual image of a car seat and steering wheel came into focus as the man touched the objects. As the engine started, the electrical interference made the image flickered and become less clear. "No, no!" Pete expressed his frustration when the image wavered and disappeared as it accelerated into the distance.

Myka lowered the spectrometer in disappointment. Pete looked down the side road where the image disappeared. "Wait!" He turned around at his partner's exclamation.

"What?" he jogged back to her. She was fiddling with the dials on the side of the spectrometer.

"Did you see the keys?"

"Uh… no" he replied honestly.

"Wait. Ok, ok here." She raised the gun and aimed it at the parking spot. The brown image of the man walking reappeared. Myka turned the dial to forward the image until the man was pulling his keys from his pocket. She clicked the dial back one notch and the man froze in place. "There. Are those… rental car keys?"

Pete squinted and turned his head sideways to line up with the tag hanging from his car keys. His eyes went wide. "Yes!" He squinted again, trying to make out the words on the fuzzy tag. "Looks like—an A? Alamo? I can get a partial plate… looks like… R something… um… 79? Can you forward it a little?" Myka nodded and worked the knob back and forth until Pete was sure that he got as much information as possible. Pete straightened up and shared a grin at the first solid lead in the case.

"Ok, let's put this thing away." Myka tucked the spectrometer under her arm and glanced around. "We can call Artie in the car."

"Yeah, let's give him a few minutes to chill out." Pete agreed. He hurried after her.

The partners made their way back to their car. Pete caught his own reflection in the car window as he reached for the door handle. Suddenly something reached up, wrapped around his heart and stole his breath. He heard Myka's voice from far away. "Pete?"

Pete was staring as if hypnotized. "Pete, what's wrong?" Myka said.

"I'm getting a bad feeling Myka" he whispered.

"You mean a vibe?" she queried. She usually didn't like his vibes, but seeing the fear in his eyes got her really worried about what he would say next. "Is it about Artie? Pete who…?" When she didn't get a response she slowly walked up to him as he stared into the car window. She had never seen him look so scared before. "Pete?"

"Myka. It me. My vibe is about me." He swallowed hard. Pete looked Myka in the eye and said, "I'm going to die."