Samantha POV:
We head down towards Greek Row and Jack's cell phone vibrates. He retrieves it from his coat, eyeing me to go on inside.
"I'm Samantha Spade with the FBI." I show the young man my badge. "I'm looking into the disappearance of Lindsey Jacobi."
"Who?" he questions, not having recognized the name.
"Matthew Daniels' girlfriend, Tara—her roommate."
He pauses, thinking it over. "I haven't seen her."
"Can you tell me about last night?"
"There isn't much to tell."
"Can I come in?" I question.
"Oh, right. Yeah." He shows me into the living area.
"There was a party here last night?"
"Matthew was here all night."
"What about Lindsey or Tara?"
"No," he shakes his head. "Just Matthew. He actually tried calling Tara to invite her out, around ten-thirty, but there was no answer."
"Did she call him back?"
"I don't think so."
"If you think of anything else," I hand him my card. "Thank you for your time." I slip out the front door and notice Jack sliding his phone back into his pocket.
"Martin and Danny broke down about an hour ago. Some sort of car trouble," Jack tells me. "Get anything from them?" he nods towards the fraternity house.
"Matthew made a phone call to Tara last night. We need to find out why she never got it."
Jack nods his head and we slip into the car, heading back to the dorms.
We head down towards Greek Row and Jack's cell phone vibrates. He retrieves it from his coat, eyeing me to go on inside.
"I'm Samantha Spade with the FBI." I show the young man my badge. "I'm looking into the disappearance of Lindsey Jacobi."
"Who?" he questions, not having recognized the name.
"Matthew Daniels' girlfriend, Tara—her roommate."
He pauses, thinking it over. "I haven't seen her."
"Can you tell me about last night?"
"There isn't much to tell."
"Can I come in?" I question.
"Oh, right. Yeah." He shows me into the living area.
"There was a party here last night?"
"Matthew was here all night."
"What about Lindsey or Tara?"
"No," he shakes his head. "Just Matthew. He actually tried calling Tara to invite her out, around ten-thirty, but there was no answer."
"Did she call him back?"
"I don't think so."
"If you think of anything else," I hand him my card. "Thank you for your time." I slip out the front door and notice Jack sliding his phone back into his pocket.
"Martin and Danny broke down about an hour ago. Some sort of car trouble," Jack tells me. "Get anything from them?" he nods towards the fraternity house.
"Matthew made a phone call to Tara last night. We need to find out why she never got it."
Jack nods his head and we slip into the car, heading back to the dorms.