When Sam pulled up, Danny was talking with a short, brown-haired woman. He excused himself and walked over to meet Sam when she got out.
"Anyone see anything?" she asked.
"No one that I've talked to...but that woman said her sister might have seen him. She had some sort of surgery a few weeks ago and isn't supposed to do much so she spends a lot of time people watching. She said we could go up and talk with her."
Sam nodded. "I just found out that Martin's aunt died a week ago. That has to have upset him, so maybe he just couldn't take it anymore...I don't think he's talked to anyone about it."
Danny looked doubtful. "Martin doesn't seem like the sort of person to just run off...but then again no one saw a struggle or anything."
Sam shrugged. "Well, we shouldn't start jumping to conclusions. Let's go talk to the woman's sister."
They followed the woman into her apartment. There, they saw a young woman, about 30, sitting in a chair near the window.
"Marcy, there are some people who'd like to talk to you." She turned around.
"Hi," she said.
Danny figured it was best not to let them know they were with the FBI. It wasn't an official case yet.
"I'm Danny, and this is Samantha," he said, nodding to Samantha. "My friend Martin and I had been sitting in a car parked right below your window for a while...did you happen to notice us? And did you see what happened to him?"
Marcy nodded. "I saw you get out and walk down the street. It looked like your friend fell asleep. A few minutes after you left a man came out of this building and got in the car with him. Martin seemed alarmed at first but then he just gave the man the keys and they drove away. They went that way." she added, pointing to her left.
Danny looked suprised. "So another man got in the car with him and drove away?"
"Yeah," she shrugged. " I kind of wondered why another guy got in just as you left."
"Could you tell us what the other man looked like?" asked Sam.
Marcy shook her head. "Not really. He was pretty tall and thin. He had a dark coat on and a baseball cap, but that's all I remember."
"Well, thank you. You've been a big help," Danny told her.
"I hope you find your friend," she told them.
Sam nodded and gave her a sad smile.
When they were back outside, Sam turned to Danny. "Well at least we know he didn't leave on his own accord."
Danny nodded. "But we have no idea who that person was or why he wanted Martin. He must have had a weapon with him since Martin didn't try to fight back."
Sam cast Danny a worried glance as she got into the car. "Let's hope they contact us so we have something to go on."
"Anyone see anything?" she asked.
"No one that I've talked to...but that woman said her sister might have seen him. She had some sort of surgery a few weeks ago and isn't supposed to do much so she spends a lot of time people watching. She said we could go up and talk with her."
Sam nodded. "I just found out that Martin's aunt died a week ago. That has to have upset him, so maybe he just couldn't take it anymore...I don't think he's talked to anyone about it."
Danny looked doubtful. "Martin doesn't seem like the sort of person to just run off...but then again no one saw a struggle or anything."
Sam shrugged. "Well, we shouldn't start jumping to conclusions. Let's go talk to the woman's sister."
They followed the woman into her apartment. There, they saw a young woman, about 30, sitting in a chair near the window.
"Marcy, there are some people who'd like to talk to you." She turned around.
"Hi," she said.
Danny figured it was best not to let them know they were with the FBI. It wasn't an official case yet.
"I'm Danny, and this is Samantha," he said, nodding to Samantha. "My friend Martin and I had been sitting in a car parked right below your window for a while...did you happen to notice us? And did you see what happened to him?"
Marcy nodded. "I saw you get out and walk down the street. It looked like your friend fell asleep. A few minutes after you left a man came out of this building and got in the car with him. Martin seemed alarmed at first but then he just gave the man the keys and they drove away. They went that way." she added, pointing to her left.
Danny looked suprised. "So another man got in the car with him and drove away?"
"Yeah," she shrugged. " I kind of wondered why another guy got in just as you left."
"Could you tell us what the other man looked like?" asked Sam.
Marcy shook her head. "Not really. He was pretty tall and thin. He had a dark coat on and a baseball cap, but that's all I remember."
"Well, thank you. You've been a big help," Danny told her.
"I hope you find your friend," she told them.
Sam nodded and gave her a sad smile.
When they were back outside, Sam turned to Danny. "Well at least we know he didn't leave on his own accord."
Danny nodded. "But we have no idea who that person was or why he wanted Martin. He must have had a weapon with him since Martin didn't try to fight back."
Sam cast Danny a worried glance as she got into the car. "Let's hope they contact us so we have something to go on."