Chapter5

Danny and Sam were walking in the parking lot.

'I'm driving it,' said Danny.

Sam fished out the keys and threw them to Danny. They were on their way to Oakwood Street.

When they arrived at 1880 Oakwood Street. They stepped out if their car. They walked toward and knocked the door .

'James Walter, open the door!' Danny shouted.

Sam was under the window. 'It seems that there's no one inside. Maybe I was wrong.'

Danny gestured for Sam to draw out her gun to cover him, in case there is someone else. Danny started picking the lock with a pocket knife. Then they went in, checking the rooms. 'Clear!' Danny said. 'How come they aren't here?'

'I dunno.' Sam replied.

Someone came inside. Danny and Sam drew out their guns immediately, in case it was James Walter.Luckily,it was Viv.They sighed in relief, then put back their guns in the holsters. 'So?' Viv asked.

'So, nothing has been found and Martin, James Walter aren't in here either.' Sam answered.

'Well, we are goanna ask the neighbors around, see if we can fine anything.' Danny said

'OK, let's go.'Viv said.

Danny knocked on the door of 1883 Oakwood Street. A teenaged girl answered the door. 'Hi,I'm Special Agent Taylor, with the FBI.'He held up his badge.

'Oh,come in please.' The teenaged girl said.

'Baby, who's outside the door?' A male voice yelled from the house.

'Ah……it's an agent from the FBI.'The girl said.

Danny followed her inside the house.

'Oliver, this is Special Agent Taylor, Agent Taylor, this is my boyfriend Oliver Jefferies and I'm Paula Peker.What do you want to drink?' Paula asked.

'I'm find,thx.'Danny replied. 'So, can I asked you some questions?'

Yeah.Go on,' Oliver said.

'We are working on a case. A guy was kidnapped by someone who lives in 1880. The evidence we got showed that he's already left.So, ah……Did you recently see anything strange? like strange people hanging around?'

'Um……I've seen a black SUV parking outside the 1880 a few days ago. You know, having a SUV in this neighborhood is not a big deal , but the car licenses didn't from New York. It's from New Jersey,' Oliver said.

'Mr.Jefferies,did you remember the licenses number?' Danny asked.

'Nope,I can't. I'm sorry. I thought is was a friend of the guy in 1880 from the other states. I'm so sorry,' Oliver apologized.

That's okay, thanks.'

Then Danny left to meet the others.