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A.N. I hope you guys like it
"I'm sure there is something we know that you don't. But we aren't likely to tell you." Said Mal.
"I think it is in your best interest to tell us what you know about Terry Johnson." Don said.
"Who's Terry Johnson?" asked Jayne who was eating an apple.
"Don't pretend you don't know. She is the missing person we called you in about." Don said exasperatedly.
"Oh." Said Wash "We thought this was about…" Mal hit him. "…Something else." Wash finished.
"What?" asked Charlie.
Another intake of breath.
"Nothing." Said Zoë.
"Well," Said Don. "We will release you for now. But don't leave town. You'll need to give us a number where we can reach you."
"A number of what?" Jayne asked.
The crew formed a small circle.
"A phone number." said Simon.
"Can you here me now? Good." said River. Jayne raised one eyebrow.
"So like an old form of communication." Jayne wondered aloud.
"Brrring." said River. Then she turned around and said "555-1212."
Five minutes later
Don and Charlie walked away from the interrogation room.
"I have a few equations to work out. I will see you tomorrow." Said Charlie who was clearly in a rush.
"Ok." said Don. "I am going back to the crime scene to look for more evidence." Then they both left.
Charlie ran to his house and into his room. He had to work this out. It couldn't be chance. On the same day a girl goes missing, seven people just show up, they must have something to do with it.
TBC