This is my first A Team fic! Hope you like it, Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own The A-Team, I'm just a puppeteer who likes to play with them.
Progress
Back in the outside world, Hannibal and Face had caught up with BA and we're transferring to the van so that they could work much more efficiently as a team. It was strange for them all to be together in the van but for Murdock to be missing. They we're used to being apart sometimes even during missions but know that Murdock should be there but wasn't made things much easier.
"Now BA, what exactly happened? How do you know that Murdock was definitely kidnapped?" asked Hannibal. He needed something to go on. Anything at all.
BA recalled the night's events to Hannibal, he got to where he found the blood on the floor and Hannibal interrupted him "But BA, how do you know he was kidnapped? How do you know that was Murdock's blood and it wasn't something from before?" Hannibal new that it was likely Murdock was kidnapped with the sound of the story. Murdock wouldn't have run off. It's not his style and BA doesn't bother him that much anyway. Plus, Hannibal himself was sure he didn't see blood on the ground. But he needed to get any information BA could possibly offer him.
"Well, I thought I heard a noise. I thought he was just struggling with the tool box or something, it sounded like a thump, but I ignored it. That's why I went around the Van to check on him. I know the blood wasn't there Hannibal and it had to be Murdock's, someone hit him and took him." Stated BA and Hannibal then knew he was right.
"So where do we start?" Asked face
"Think back to when we first pulled up on the Parking lot right to us leaving face and BA think until Murdock was missing. Did either of you notice anything out of place or unusual at all?" asked Hannibal. He himself was thinking of one thing in particular but wanted to know if the others noticed it too, if they did, there must have been something suspicious about it for them to keep it in there mind.
Silence. Both men were thinking hard, replaying the nights actions in there minds
"Well, there was one thing but it probably wasn't anything at all." Said Face, unsure whether contributing this information would be any use to them, after all, if he highlighted something, they went after it and found that it's not related, Murdock could be dead and they're in the wrong direction.
"Anything lieutenant, just say it. It's all we have at the moment" said Hannibal
"Well, there was a blue VW out on the other side of the parking lot; it was kind of in shadow. I only just spotted it and I thought it was an unusual place to park a car, where it's dark it's more likely to get broken into" offered Face. Hoping that could help a little
"Excellent Face! I saw it too and it caught my eye at the time. Only suspicious things stay in the mind like that and I thought if either of you thought it looked out of place too we might be getting somewhere" explained Hannibal, Pleased that not only he noticed it.
"Ok, so we're after a Blue VW, Hannibal there must be a million out there" Said BA with defeat
"No, this one was brand new from the garage two blocks away. I noticed that much" said Face, He had looked at it 3 days ago in that garage and he new it was the same one with a decorative strip down one side of it. "Another reason it stood out at me" added face at the looks on his friend's faces.
"Ok, so a brand new VW with stripes down the side. Face, fancy trying to find out the owner of such a vehicle which was purchase two blocks away?" Asked Hannibal (thought it was more of an order than a question)
"Fine" said Face as though he really didn't want to when deep inside he loved the art of con and he was a master of it. Plus this was a matter of life and death - His friend's life
Face entered the garage with such confidence it would have fooled Hannibal himself, He was wearing a smart suit and carrying a briefcase as he walked up to the owner of the garage
"My name is John Harbrook, I'm from Trading Standards." Face held up a false ID card from Trading Standards "We've had calls regarding your cars sir" Said Face in a posh accent
"My Cars? What are you talking about?" Said the Owner, disgusted that Trading Standards would be here
"Well sir, I'm afraid we've had a couple of complaints about the cars that you're selling. Brakes not fitted correctly, cars breaking down after just a few hundred miles etc. could just be funny customers however these are very serious allegations and I must follow up the complaints so I'm afraid I'm going to need access to you computer. Shouldn't take to long. But I need to see the work that's been applied to each car, reports, things like that"
"Now see here" Said the owner, clearly angered by what he's hearing "My cars are one hundred percent legitimate" He shouted
"I understand that completely sir and a quick look at your computer and I'll be off. We just need proof that the appropriate tests and paperwork are being carried out" Said Face. Amazed at his own work
"Fine" said the man, slamming a file down on the desk. "I guess I need to wait outside" he said finally giving in"
"Thank you sir, I'll be as quick as I can" replied Face and the man left the room leaving face to check the computers and his sales. He found it! The VW sold two days ago to a Gordon James, he quickly copied the name and address and left to meet Hannibal and BA back in the van and tell them the good news!