Hi everybody, sorry for the delay. I have to study a little more lately for some upcoming exams in July and also it's the soccer world championship in Germany right now and I can hardly keep myself away from the TV… but hopefully I won't have to let you wait so long next time…;-)

Enjoy…

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Vivian and Danny reached the office just in time to watch Agent Andy Banks leave again, for the girl's family again, as Jack explained to them while the three of them sat down at the conference table.

"Oh, and there's you're food. I figured something not too spicy and not to fatty with lots of vegetables would be the best on a day like this…"

Vivian grinned. "Jack, you're the best. Sometimes at least…" She noticed that Jack – or somebody else – had also fetched two forks for them already and all they needed to do was to sit down and tug in. Still – the case wasn't to be forgotten: "What's the lead?"

Jack held up a little black notebook, seemingly belonging to the victim (if she was indeed a victim…), and after that he opened it and handed it to Vivian. "There. See that note? 'Meet Fagin, Sunday eight p.m.'. That would have been yesterday. Unfortunately we couldn't find out who this Fagin is."

"Hm…" Vivian passed the book on to Danny.

"What did you two find out?"

"Well, according to one of the boys at school she was indeed in love with him. But I don't think he's got anything to do with her disappearance. In fact he would probably never have noticed her gone at all."

Jack nodded and looked at Danny for his share of new information.

"Teachers all said she was a nice girl. Didn't really fit into that school, though. The math teacher told me she was probably going there because of her mother. Seems to be quite the opposite of her daughter he said."

"You bet", Jack mumbled making Vivian curious.

"What's that mean?"

"Horrible woman", Jack explained. "Never seen somebody as superficial as her. Wouldn't be surprised if the daughter just ran away."

"Because of her mother?" Danny asked doubtfully. "Even if she's maybe a bit superficial, she probably loves her daughter if she wants us to find her – which she does."

"Well, you haven't met her."

Pushing her now empty plate towards the middle of the table Vivian asked for her next assignment. She wasn't happy to hear it though: "I want you two to go back to that school. We need to find out who this Fagin is."

Vivian sighed, but watch in silent amusement as Danny Taylor rolled his eyes looking even more annoyed than she felt.

Jack noticed it too. "Anything wrong, Agent Taylor?"

The young agent blushed a bit, feeling caught. "No… it's just that… well, if you want to meet some really superficial people you'll have to go to that school…"

"Nah… I leave that to you two, as you seem to enjoy so much", Jack said with an evil grin. "Maybe you should finish your lunch, though, to gather strength for the next few hours. You might need it." And off he went leaving Vivian and Danny alone at the table.

Viv was the first to get up. "So… let's get going…" She turned to leave and Danny followed her with little enthusiasm.

One hour later they weren't much further. Nobody they'd asked had ever seen or heard of a person could Fagin, not even as a nickname. They'd phoned Jack and Andy to see if they'd found out anything important, but they hadn't.

Finally there was just one more chance. They were in the principal's office along with two of Laura's teachers.

"Do the students have access to computers at school, as well?"

"Of course", the principal, an impressing man with a huge white moustache and piercing blue eyes, said at once. "Each of them has their own user name and password to access their own working account."

"We need access to Laura's account. Can they send emails as well?"

"Yes, of course."

Vivian was pleased. That could be a chance. Jack had already checked Laura's home computer but maybe she'd held contact to somebody she didn't want her mother or anybody in her family to know about.

Only minutes later she and Agent Taylor were led into a big room where there were numerous computers obviously the ones for the student to use. The teacher who'd taken them there quickly looked up Laura McFadden's user name and password and gave the information to the agents.

"Thanks", Vivian said and as the man wouldn't leave she added: "We'll call you if we need anything…"

The man left and Vivan noticed that Danny had watched the scene with a grin.

"So, let's see… who did she write emails to?"

No Fagin. None at all. Feeling slightly frustrated now but being careful not to let it show Vivian finally slumped down on a chair shaking her head. "I don't think this Fagin exists. And if, he – or she – won't help us as it seems."

Danny didn't answer. He was still busy staring at the computer screen with obvious concentration. Vivian watched him for a while but gave it up as it seemed worthless. She was about to get up and leave when the younger agent suddenly gathered her attention: "Agent Johnson…"

She wanted to tell him to call her Vivian but before she even got the chance to open her mouth he spoke again: "Have you seen this? It's an website she's been on: 'for-all-girls-in-need. Fagin!"