Chapter Three

Possible Residence
Middleton, Colorado – June 3 06:00

Kim yawned as she walked down the stairs the next morning. Her mom was doing much better, having been reassured by every official present that her husband was going to be fine.

"any attempt by you or anyone else to interfere with our investigation will be met with severe consequences, good intentions or not." She frowned as she remembered Sean's harsh words from the night before.

'What was that all about?' She thought. 'I hope he doesn't actually expect me to sit back and do nothing to help get dad back safely.' As she reached the bottom of the stairs, Kim glanced into the now re-opened living room.

The lab technicians had finished processing the room shortly before ten o'clock the night before. After removing the broken furniture and righting the couch, Mrs. Possible had decided to let the police and FBI use the room as their command post.

There were about six computers set up on the coffee table as well as a complicated tracking/listening device wired to the phone. Two agents were sitting on the couch discussing the outcome of the previous night's football game. Ron was asleep on a nearby recliner snoring loudly.

It appeared that someone, possibly one of the agents, had tried to silence his snoring by taping his mouth shut with a piece of red evidence tape. The tape, however, was now hanging loosely from his lower lip, allowing Ron to continue his loud snoring. Rufus was asleep on top of one of the computers. She smiled to herself before entering the kitchen.

"Morning Kimmie." Her mother was leaning against the sink talking to Sean who was seated at the kitchen table. Both of them were drinking coffee. Kim tried her best not to glare at the young agent fearing her mom might notice.

"Hey mom, how are you feeling this morning?"

"I'm doing better," Kathryn nodded towards the kitchen table. "Sean here says we should hear from them in a few days." Agent Pollard nodded before taking a sip of coffee.

"Where are the Tweebs?" Kim realized for the first time that she hadn't seen or heard from either of her younger brothers since she had arrived home the evening before.

"Jim and Tim are staying with their friend Adam for a few days, just until everything calms down." Kathryn finished her cup of coffee and turned to put the empty mug in the sink. "By the way, Ron is still here. His parents gave him permission to stay here for a few days to help out." As if on queue, Ron walked into the room with Rufus on his shoulder.

"Morning y'all." Ron yawned.

"Hey Ron." Kim shot her friend a warm smile before turning her attention to Sean, who had begun reading the morning paper. "So Agent Pollard, you got any updates for me?" Sean looked up at Kim and took another sip of coffee before answering.

"Unfortunately there's nothing new to report. As I told you last night we recovered a number of latent prints from the living room. However, we've since matched them all to members of your family."

After his threat the previous evening Kim had developed an instant dislike for the cocky young agent. Her feelings were apparent in her dialogue.

"So in other words you've got nothing." She stated harshly.

"Kimberly Ann Possible, don't be rude!" Kim's mom, like most parents, only used her daughter's full name when she was angry with her. "Sean here is working as hard as he can to see that this ends quickly." Agent Pollard gave Kim a conceded smirk before returning to his paper.

"Whatever." Kim mumbled under her breath before grabbing Ron by the arm and heading towards the door. "C'mon Ron, let's get outta here."

"I wouldn't recommend leaving the house right now." Sean called to them as they entered the hallway.

"And why is that?" Kim shot back.

"See for yourself." Sean gestured towards the kitchen window, as Kim and Ron walked back and glanced out.

Outside, the already crowded street had been completely blocked with the arrival of the local media. Kim counted at least five small news vans, most of which appeared to be from nearby Denver. As she surveyed the scene, a large satellite news truck appeared around the corner and pulled to a stop.

"Hey, CNN's here." Ron said as he and Rufus stared out the window fascinated by the growing scene.

"As you can see, you're probably better off staying here for the time being." Sean walked up next to them and rinsed his cup out in the sink. Kim turned and headed back towards the hallway.

"I'm heading up to my room." Kim replied to no one in particular. As she left the room Ron followed, catching up to her at the base of the stairs.

"What's wrong Kim?"

"I don't know." She sighed. "There's just something about that guy that makes me uneasy."

"He seems fine to me."

"I just feel like he's holding something back. I'm gonna have Wade check on some things for me."She started up the stairs but Ron grabbed her arm to stop her.

"Kim, Sean told you not to get involved with this. Just let them handle everything."

"Relax Ron, I'm not gonna get involved, I just want Wade to make sure they're not missing anything."

Kim and Ron were upstairs watching TV when the Kimmunicator beeped.

"Hey Wade, got something?" Kim was eager to see what he had found.

"As a matter of fact I do." The twelve-year-old super-genius happily replied. "Remember how Agent Pollard told you that all of the fingerprints recovered had been matched to members of your family?"

"Yeah?"

"Well I accessed the Middleton Police Department's records and found that they recovered twenty-three latent fingerprints from your living room last night."

"And?" Kim was eager to see where he was going with this.

"The FBI only matched twenty-two of the prints, there's no record of the twenty-third one being processed." Wade grinned triumphantly and took a sip from his Slurpster.

"Wade, is there any way you could locate and process the twenty-third print for me?"

"Already been done." Wade leaned back in his chair before continuing. "It'll take me some time to get the results back because I had to go through a third party to have it analyzed."

"You rock Wade! Kim out." Kim shut off the Kimmunicator and turned to Ron, giving him an 'I told you so' look.

"Just because they didn't run one little print doesn't mean they're hiding something." Ron tried to reassure his paranoid friend. "It was probably just another one of your family member's and they matched it by hand."

"We'll see." Kim stated.

It was almost ten pm when Wade called back. Kim was reading a book titled Kidnapping Procedures Manual that she had found downstairs and Ron was sitting at her desk, playing one of the many mindless shooting games he had installed, when the Kimmunicator beeped.

"Wade," Kim was eager to find out what he had found. "It's about time. What took you so long?" The young boy raised his hands in defense.

"Sorry Kim, but I told you it would take some time to get the results back." Wade said. Kim smiled and shook her head.

"Sorry, I'm just getting anxious sitting around like this."

"No big, but you're never gonna guess what I found."

"The print doesn't belong to one of my family members?" Kim asked with optimism.

"Nope, it belongs to Officer Bill Kellerman of the Upperton Police Department." Wade said, leaning back in his chair with a grin. All of Kim's excitement suddenly drained away.

"Officer? Then that means…it was left by one of the cops after my dad was kidnapped. Shit." Kim swore to herself in disappointment.

"Don't get upset yet," Wade was still grinning. "Are you ready for some really shocking news?"

"What?"

"Officer Kellerman has been on administrative leave for the past two weeks due to an excessive-force charge against him. His fingerprint shouldn't have been in your house." Kim began to open her mouth but Wade interrupted. "But that's not all. According to his file, Officer Kellerman used to work for the Iowa Division of Criminal Investigation. Do you want to take a guess as to what his assignment was?"

"Let me guess," Kim's optimism was quickly returning. "He was on a Kidnapping Task Force."

"Bingo. Apparently he had a fairly good track record until an incident three years ago. For some reason the incident file has been deleted, but I do know that it had to do with the death of a kidnapping victim. Shortly there after, Kellerman resigned and moved to Upperton where he was hired by the Upperton Police Department." Wade sat back and took a sip from his drink, pleased with his own work.

"Well," Kim left the Kimmunicator on her bed and stood up, heading towards her closet. "I think I need to go have a word with Officer Kellerman."

"I don't think that's a good idea." Ron said in a concerned voice as Kim began to change into her mission clothes.

"Ron's right Kim." Wade agreed. "If he is one of the kidnappers, he's probably dangerous. I really think you should tell the FBI about this. I'm serious Kim, let the professionals handle Kellerman."

"If the FBI had done their damned jobs in the first place, they would already know about Kellerman's involvement." Kim's eyes burned with rage. "Besides, I need to make sure he wasn't here earlier before we do anything else." Before Wade could argue further, Kim shut off the device and placed it in her pocket.

"Kim I…" Ron stood up from the desk but it was too late. Before he could attempt to persuade her, Kim opened her window and slipped outside into the night.

- Hey there, hope y'all are enjoying the story so far. I hope to add a new chapter at least once a week for the time being (Maybe sooner). So read, enjoy, and review. Oh and stay tuned, next chapter the shit really starts hittin' the fan ;)