Urban Legends

Author:Krisdae

A/N: A big thanks goes to Marvinetta who has been a wonderful beta. And Corporea who is a good roommie and has helped with some of the medical information. Thank you both.

Chapter Five

Tuesday morning, Charlie tracked down Amita. He knew she would want an update on what was happening, as he owed her that much. She looked infinitely better than she had on Sunday, but there was an underlying sadness in her face that tore at Charlie's heart. It made him more determined to figure out what was happening.

"Hey, Charlie."

"Amita. I just wanted to let you know what was going on."

Amita sat down, "Did Don find anything?"

"Well, yes and no. He talked to several people and he does believe there is something not quite right. But, we're not sure what's going on yet." Amita didn't respond. "Hey, we're going to find out what happened. My brother's good at that."

"Is there some way I can help?" Amita asked. "I've helped you out a couple of times before with the projects for Don. Maybe I can help this time, too."

Helping out may be the best thing for her, so Charlie nodded and opened his bag, taking out the case files. "Sure. Maybe you can see something I missed."

They bent over the desk, discussing the case in soft tones, each hoping an answer would arise.

Don, Terry and David were at a loss as to where to turn next. They could wait and see if Charlie found any pattern, but there was little hope of that occurring since there was no way to guarantee that they had all the cases involved.

"Okay, let's try and break this down. What do we know about the victims?"

"They were all women," David said.

"They were all out at clubs dancing. But there is at least one known instance that was a separate club." Said Terry. "So, it's not a common factor."

"And although the girls were all attacked by men, none of them seem to be linked together." Don added.

"Maybe there's a connection between the attackers that we can't really see," suggested Terry.

"You mean, they knew each other?" asked David.

"Maybe. Or maybe they have a different connection, like going to the same gym. I mean, they have to be getting this stuff somewhere, right?"

"Right," said Don. "They need access to this stuff from somewhere."

"But, we can't ask them," pointed out David. "In most cases, we don't even have a name. Just a very general description."

"I doubt they would admit to putting something in a girls drink, anyway." Terry said. "There's no proof of drugs anyway. We'd need something more before we could talk to them."

"So, how can we find out who these guys all knew?" Don pondered.

"Well, I can contact the victims again and see if they remember anyone else with the guys who attacked them,. Maybe they got the drugs on scene at the club." David offered.

"Good, and try to get better information on these guys, too. I want to track them down and have a talk with them."

"On it," David said as he went towards his desk.

Terry and Don stared at the files for a few more minutes and then Terry asked, "What can we do to try and—"

The phone interrupted Terry and Don answered.

"Eppes."

Angent, this is Doctor Reeves.

"Yes, doctor. What can I do for you?"

There's something here at the hospital I think you should see.

"Does this relate to our conversation yesterday?"

Yes. A young man died last night at a club. After our talk yesterday I thought I would check out the circumstances. I think his death may be related to your case.

"Thank you Doctor. My partner and I will be down shortly." Don hung up the phone and rose, grabbing his jacket. "Doctor Reeves says there's a body of a boy that may help us." He told Terry as she followed him.

"A boy?"

"Yeah, I know. But, he thinks it may be related."

Terry shrugged as they headed out of the office. "Any lead is a good one."

Don and Terry found Doctor Reeves waiting for them when they arrived at the hospital. He looked agitated and worried, two emotions Don didn't want to see on the doctor.

"Thank you for coming so quickly agents," he said as he lead them to his office.

"Thank you for calling us," Terry answered. "Anything that can help us would be welcome."

"Yes, well, if what I'm about to share with you has anything to do with your investigation, it will end up helping me out as well." He ushered Don and Terry inside his office and offered them coffee.

Don shook his head as he sat, "Any way we can help, we will."

Doctor Reeves sat on the other side of his desk and fiddled with a folder. "The young boy I called you about… his name is Jack Timmons. I heard a few details this morning when I came in and it made me think of your questions from yesterday. As I gathered more information, I began to suspect this might have something to do with your investigation."

Doctor Reeves handed the folder over to Don and he opened it, with Terry looking over his shoulder. Jack Timmons was a smiling young man who couldn't be more than 25.

"He's so young," commented Terry.

"Yes, he was," Doctor Reeves agreed.

"What, exactly, am I looking for, Doctor?" Don asked, trying to make sense of the folder he was holding.

Doctor Reeves leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers in front of him. "Jack Timmons was taking part in a drug study here at the hospital. He was taking compound TX147, which is a drug similar to Viagra."

Terry looked up from the folder, "Isn't that for erectile dysfunction?"

Doctor Reeves nodded, "Yes, it is. This particular compound has been in the trial phase for several months using a variety of people who have volunteered.

"Timmons was apparently out at some club last night when he just collapsed. He was dead by the time they got him to the hospital. His autopsy showed large amounts of TX147 in his blood. More than there should have been."

"Is this drug that dangerous?" Don asked, surprised.

"I'm not sure what happened, yet, but the drug works by constricting blood vessels. From what I can tell in his autopsy, the blood vessels around his heart may have been constricted from the surplus of TX147 in his system. He had almost twice the amount he would have from the trials. Even though that could have been a mistake, I believe he got the drug from another source than through the trials."

"You think this is the drug we're looking for," Don stated.

Doctor Reeves got up and began to pace, his agitation coming through. "I think it may be a possibility. I can't really tell you why this struck me as so odd, except that this boy died in one of the clubs in the area that I know you're looking into. My gut tells me there's something else happening."

"So, now what?" Terry asked. "Can we get information on this trial?"

Doctor Reeves shook his head. "I'm sorry, but the hospital can't share information about the trials with you unless you have a warrant, and I know you can't possibly get one with this information."

"A boy has died," Don said. "And women are getting attacked. We need to be able to stop this."

Doctor Reeves paused, looking at the closed door for a moment. "Agents, I want to help. This is why I called. Doctor Condron, the one who heads up this study, is a reasonable man, but he won't give you information right now. But I am willing to ask some questions of people and see what information I can find about this compound if you tell me what you need. If someone's getting to this compound and putting it on the streets, it needs to be stopped."

"You can get us a list of which doctors are a part of the study, as well as any nurses or technicians that may have access to the drug," Don said.

Terry added, "You could ask about strange side effects that may have been reported. Notably a lowering of inhibitions or increased sex drive."

"Also try to find out if anyone thinks the compound has gone missing," Don included. "Somewhere there must be a log of how much of that stuff you have. We need to know if any of it's gone missing."

Doctor Reeves nodded. "I will find out everything I can and pass it on to you."

"Thank you, Doctor Reeves," terry said as she stood. "You may end up saving a lot of people by helping us."

TBC