Wow! Nearly a year between updates. And here it is, the 4th chapter.

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Chapter 4 - Investigation Mayhem

Ron and Wade entered the interior of the house. Globe Justice agents, along with the standard police officers were spread through out the house, gathering evidence they deemed to be useful. Nothing seemed out of the ordinally.

Ron looked around in the vast home. "Just act natural."

Ron lead Wade as he walked into the living room. Everyone paused and look at them, then went back to what they were doing. Wade grabbed Ron and pulled him from the room, to speak with him in private. "They know."

"How could they know?" Ron asked.

"They know."

"But we haven't said anything yet."

"They know." Wade said. "I can feel it."

"Oh. You're a psychic now, too?"

"Ron, you're not a psychic."

An agent walked passed Ron, but remained within earshot, so Ron lead Wade farther away from the agents and police, so no one can hear them.

"Wade, let's just be clear on one thing." Ron said, in a hushed tone. "The only way they can absolutely prove that I am not a psychic, is if I tell them. And I can guarantee you that is the one thing I will never do." Ron's expression changed to an excited one as he saw something behind his friend. "Ooh! Check this out." Ron walked past Wade, and into another room.

"You got a lead?" Wade asked as he followed Ron.

"No." Ron replied excitedly as he lead Wade into another room. "Something better."

Ron stopped and took in the view of the many pictures of the scientist, along with various people, that Ron could only conclude was friends and family.

"The perfect piece of evidence for some blackmailing." Ron responded as he pulled out his cell phone and proceeded to take some pictures of a picture.

The picture was of the scientist, Dr. Harmon dressed in casual clothes. The same went for a brown haired woman sitting next to him. They were accompanied by two more adults and a few children, all were nearly teenagers, with the exception of the youngest child. She looked to be about six, and holding a cuddle buddy.

"Who are those people?" Wade asked Ron, thinking Ron might know.

Ron just snickered as he got several pictures with his cell phone. "This will do."

"You don't even know who they." Wade said. "Why do you want a picture of these parents and their children?"

"These pictures had been taken a long time ago." Ron responded. "Closer to sixteen years to be exact."

"How could you know that?"

Ron pointed at the pictures."The frame maybe brand new, but the picture is old and corroded. Look," Ron pointed out the date on the photo, which was printed on the photo. "Even the date on the photo looks worn out. That means these people are much older than they are in the picture." Ron casually responded.

"Then who are those people?" Wade asked.

Ron opened his mouth to answer his friend, but was interrupted when a strong hand grabbed his shoulder, along with Wade's and spun them around.

"What in the name of sweet justice are you two doing here?" Will Du demanded, staring them down.

"I was hired by Dr. Director. You should know, because you were there." Ron casually responded. "And Wade is here to make me look good."

Wade shot an annoyed look at Ron and jabbed him with his elbow. Ron let out an 'OW', but Will didn't seem to noticed or care.

Will just became even more annoyed. "Get out. I don't need amateurs getting in the way." He said, and pushed them towards the door.

"But we haven't found anything yet?" Ron protested.

Will ignored them as he continued to push them to the front door but never got to the door before an agent approached him.

"Agent Du, we've got something you should see."

Will looked at the agent, then back at Ron. He gave Ron a shove before turning to the agent that interrupted him.

"What have you got?" Will asked, as followed the Agent into the other room.

Ron and Wade looked back at each other, then followed both agents, while making sure that Will didn't hear them.

Ron, on the other hand, was carefully looking around the room, trying to find any clues that the agents and police had obviously overlooked, or didn't see as actual clues.

Ron's eyes continued until he saw something on the brown carpet floor, slightly under an end table. He squinted, and managed a better look at it. It was a brown smudge and looked partially dried. Ron was unable to identify what it was, even though it seemed familiar.

Along with the brown smudge, he also noticed something else in the carpet. The carpet looked vacuumed very recently, which to Ron seemed a little odd. Dropping down to one knee, Ron noticed some indents in the carpet next to the wall, like footprints.

The footprints in the carpet didn't seem important, but the tread mark of the print didn't match to the standard foot ware a Global Justice agent and a police officer would ware. That, Ron knew for sure. The print seemed to be pressed down like someone was standing in that same spot for a while.

The way that the indent seemed, Ron guessed that the person that stood in that spot must have weighed nearly at least two hundred pounds, give or take or someone was holding something rather heavy. Ron couldn't figure out what it could be.

Ron got back to his feet and watched as Will spoke with an agent, who was holding a small bag with a white package.

Ron maneuvered around the room so he could hear Will, but not be seen by him.

"...and it appears that there is some form of powder within the bag." The agent finished.

"Do you know what it is?" Will asked the agent.

He shook his head. "Not without testing it, no sir."

"Then get on with it." Will Du order, but with annoyance and agitation.

Ron hid behind a wall and listened to the conversation, shaking his head.

'The powder must be a poison.' Ron thought to himself. 'I don't know why Sparkie didn't think that? It's so obvious!'

Ron looked around the corner and saw Wade looking around from the opposite side, and came around and stood next to Ron.

"What are you doing?" Wade asked.

"Just trying to figure what Will's problem is." Ron said, not sounding really serious. "Maybe it's the coffee he drinks."

Wade jabs Ron in the side with his elbow. "Ron."

"What was that for?" Ron demanded, then pointed. "Besides, look."

Wade looked over to Will, who had accepted a cup from a police officer. After a slight slip, he spat the drink back out of his mouth.

"I asked for regular and I get decaf!" Will yelled out, which caused a few people to flinch.

Wade's attention went back to Ron after the outburst from the top agent of GJ..

"Apparently he doesn't know how to thank people." Ron casually said.

"Or how to be nice." Wade added feeling rather uneasy. "Did you find anything?"

"Apparently they found a package with some powder. Will isn't so sure what it was, but I'm sure that it is obviously poison. Maybe a distraction." Ron replied in a hushed tone. "Then there is also..." Ron trailed off and just looked on with interest and a grin. "Looks like we have an inside friend to help us when we need it."

"We do?" Wade asked his friend.

Ron than pointed where he was looking. "You will never guess who made Junior Detective, and at so young of age, too."

"Who?" Wade asked looking in the same direction that Ron pointed.

Standing in the living room, taking with several agents and officers, was a young woman. From their angle, she had fair skin, blue eyes and platinum blonde hair.

"Tara?" Wade asked in surprise. "Tara Matthews is now a Detective?!"

"Junior Detective, actually." Ron corrected. "Why are you so surprised? Didn't you know she was studying to take the Detective Exam?" He asked. "Even KP knew Tara wanted to be a Detective."

Ron and Wade watched as Tara, dressed in a formal Detective's wardrobe, and approached Will Du.

"Wow!" Ron exclaimed. "Willy must not have found anyone in Global Justice that he could get along with."

"What do you mean?" Wade asked.

"Well, Dr. Director ordered Will to take a partner to teach and train them," Ron informed his friend. "But I think it was mostly to gain some humility."

"You really think he would stop being so arrogant?" Wade asked, more skeptical than Ron could believe.

"Not likely." Ron admitted. "And so, I assume that he was forced to team up with someone within the Police Department. Question is; why Tara?"

"Do you.."

"Yes." Ron responded without waiting for Wade to finish.

"You don't even know what I was going to ask." Wade responded, a little irked.

Ron looked at Wade, squarely in the eyes. "You were going to say, 'Do you want me to check into the police records and see why she was picked.' Yeah, I know what you were going to say."

"How did..." Wade started, a little shock as how Ron managed to say what he was going to say.

"It's my curse, apparently." Ron casually responded. "Or something better than you're hacking, and it would be much more fun. We go over there, without a plan of finding out, flying by the seat of our pants." With that, as well as a large grin, Ron walked over to Will and Tara.

"Ron!" Wade called in a hushed tone. Sometimes Wade wondered how much fun Ron was actually having on this case.

Will hated nothing more than to work with someone, and now, he was working with a Junior Detective from the Middle Police Department. She was too young to be working in any police department or as any law enforcer as far as he was concerned.

Just as he was wrapping up on the evidence they collected, the last person on Earth appeared out of the corner of his eye. Turning to the man, he started fuming.

"What in the world are you still doing here?" Will demanded, looking directly at Ron.

Tara turned around, and stared wide eyed, obviously confused as to way a civilian, especially Ron, of all people, was at a crime scene. With all the villains no longer causing trouble, and they actually had given up their villainous ways, Kim and Ron didn't have any reason to continue to save the world anymore.

"Oh, come on, Willy." Ron prodded. "You know why, so stop resisting and buy some muffins from the Pixies. We need to raise money to go to camp."

"Ron, answer the question." Tara said. "Why are you here? This is a crime scene, and civilians are not allowed here."

"Technically, we're working together on this case." Ron said to Will, then turned to Tara. "Dr. Director hired me."

"But why would she hire you and not Kim?" Tara asked, then added something like it was an after thought. "No offence."

"None taken, Tara." Ron said, then added more to what he said. "And congratulations on passing the DET, I knew you'd outscore everyone."

Tara was now surprised. She didn't tell Ron about her scores or anyone that would tell Ron, and she wanted to know how Ron know. "Wow! That's amazing, Ron. How did you know?"

Ron smirked, and started to raise his hands to place them on the sides of his forehead but he didn't get the chance before Will spoke up.

"It's a lucky guess." Will said, then glared at Ron. "And I don't want to hear any 'psychic' nonsense."

"Psychic?" Tara asked with interest.

"Yeah. How else would I have known about your score?" Ron asked, then added. "How else would I also have known that Will was forced to be partnered up with you because of his attitude and how he treated those he worked with?"

Tara smiled an ironic smile as her eyes shifted toward Will. She heard the rumors that Will couldn't work with anyone without that person having to be restrained and forcibly removed from the room because of how Will treated them. She had learned that Will couldn't go more then several minutes without berating those he was working with.

Will was trying to come up with ways to get rid of Ron but everything that came to mind, wouldn't work. Mainly because of Ron's persistence on staying as long as he could.

He didn't care about the orders that Ron was to help solve the case and wish he could just be given a reason to have him arrested, and cart him off to jail.

Will turned and walked away from Ron, wanting to put as much distance as he possibly could, and to see what other evidence had been found.

Ron, Wade and Tara watched him walked away, then Tara turned to question Ron. "Are you really psychic, Ron?"

"Yes, I am." Ron proudly replied.

"It's funny, because I don't recall you having this gift." Tara scrutinized.

"You really think I'd say it at any time so Bonnie would hear it?" Ron asked, which Tara had to admit that Ron made a good point. With Bonnie's obsession with psychics, she would be pestering Ron for a long time, not giving him a break. "And I would ask that you don't tell her at all."

"Don't worry, Ron. I won't." Tara vowed.

"Good." Ron replied with a grin. "Now one thing has me confused, and the spirits can't seem to make heads or tails of the situation. Why you?"

"What do you mean?" Tara asked.

"Why were you chosen to be partnered up with Will Du?" Wade asked.

"It's a long story," Tara replied, a little perturbed. "But suffice it to say, everyone at the Police Station wants nothing to do with Will."

"Can't say I blame them." Ron replied. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got some business to conclude."

Ron moved off to the rest of the house, searching for more clues, while following Will but keeping at a distance so as not to be noticed by the agent.

Wade, however, wanted something answered that had been bothering him. "How did you know Tara outscored everyone on the DET?"

"I was there at the Mall when she announced it to Bonnie." Ron replied, than added. "She was more like bragging about it. I wasn't too far away but enough not to be noticed."

They continued to follow Will, but eventually he learned that someone was following him but whenever he turned around, the only people he saw were GJ agents and the police force. He didn't have proof of who it was but he suspected that it was Ron.

"Agent Du."

Will turned a cold steel gaze around the room, making sure that Ron wasn't anywhere near, then turned to the agent.

"Is the family ready?"

"Yes, sir."

Will was lead into an adjoining but stopped the agent. "No one comes in. Understood?"

"Understood."

Will left the agent guarding the door and closed it behind him. Ron watched from the hallway, an idea forming to get information that Will didn't want him to have.

Wade watched as well, with no idea as to how to get in fast enough before valuable information that they could use to solve the case would be unavailable for a while, if they were lucky.

"I don't know how to get in there fast enough." Wade said.

"You have an audio recorder?" Ron asked, sounding like he had some kind of plan.

"What for?"

"Wade?"

Sighing, Wade propped his case onto a table and opened it. Reaching in, he pulled out a small oval shaped device and handed it to Ron. It was the size of a small Ipod.

"How are you going to get that inside without getting caught?" Wade asked, making a good point.

"Way ahead on that one, Wade." Ron said, reaching into his pocket and pulled out a small pink Naked Mole Rat. "Rufus?"

The small rodent stretched with a yawn and looked up at Ron with the look that said, 'What?'

"I need you to take this and get into that room." Ron said, giving the audio recorder the his small friend. "I need to know what's being said in there. I also need to be searching for anything I could find."

Rufus saluted Ron and jumped down and ran to the air duct, removed the grate and ran in. It didn't take as long as the Mole Rat would've expected but soon he found the room he was searching for. He didn't enter the room due to the grate but even then he wouldn't dare to enter the room with all the people around, he would've been caught.

Rufus put the device down and started recording.

Wade remained behind to wait for Rufus, while Ron searched the house. The stop he made was at the kitchen.

The kitchen didn't have much too offer. Dishes were left in the sink, unwashed. The table was still set for lunch with most of the meal eaten, and even the counter was filled with various food and papers. Ron walked next to the table and looked down at the food.

He took out some plastic bags he snatched from Wade's case, along with pliers and took some samples of the food that each of the plates. Ron didn't want to over look anything.

With the food in the bags, he hid them in his pockets and went to open the cabinets. "Nope." He kept saying as he searched through them, then opened the freezer. "Nope." He closed it and opened the refrigerator. Nope." Ron stopped when he saw the weight loss food that Dr. Harmon would eat to help lose weight. "Wait, there we go."

He reached for them and grabbed the top package, then noticed something. Of the five packages that were there, two of them were opened but sealed in a way that didn't seem natural. Like someone managed to sealed the package after opening it. No one would have seen it if they weren't looking for it.

Ron opened the one he had. Inside, Ron knew that the food inside wasn't meant to help lose weight. Ron knew exactly what it was. It was Bueno Nacho food.

"Looks like Dr. H had a secret that he didn't tell anyone." Ron said to no one in particular as something dropped out of the package.

Ron put the package back in the fridge, but not before taking a Chim-a-rito and placed it in another plastic bags and closed the fridge before he picked up the card.

Ron barely had the chance to look at the card before he heard someone coming into the kitchen. Stumbling, Ron managed to hide the card and turned around in time to see that it was Wade who had entered the kitchen.

"Wade!" Ron shouted in a low voice. "You scared me!"

"Sorry." Wade said, then Rufus came out of Wade's pocket with a thumbs up. "but we have the recording."

"Sweet." Ron replied. "By the way, your doctor buddy was also eating from Bueno Nacho."

"How do you know?" Wade asked.

Ron pulled out a Chim-a-rito from his pocket and showed it to his friend. "Because I found this."

"What does Dr. Harmon eating at Bueno Nacho have anything to do with his death?" Wade challenge.

"Two things. One: he wasn't trying as hard as he can to lose weight," Ron held a finger up. "and two: he could've been poisoned by some of the food. Which means someone had to have been there to poison it."

Wade would've scoffed if it didn't make sense. But some things just didn't add up.

"Can you explain how the person could've poisoned the food?" Wade asked. "I mean, it couldn't have been a spur of the moment."

Ron thought about it for a moment, then nodded. "You're right. I mean, it doesn't make any sense. The only way anyone could've done it, was if they knew Harmon's secret about his failure with losing weight. Someone might have followed him for a while to learn what they can."

"The only way to find out who poisoned the food, if it was poisoned, would be to retrace his steps," Wade concluded. "See where he went and to see if anyone noticed anything."

"Now you're getting it." Ron said, walking out of the kitchen.

Entering the living room, Ron came face to face with Will. The look Ron was getting plainly stated that Will didn't want Ron to remain.

"Are you finished here?" Will said in a cold and annoyed tone.

"I'm done, so I'll be..." Ron stopped and clenched his stomach, dropping to his knees and cried out in pain. Several people looked on with concern, as did Tara. Wade and Will just rolled their eyes. Will wasn't sure what Ron was doing, but Wade knew Ron was having an 'episode' to show off his fake psychic abilities to reveal some information. "Ah, my stomach! It hurts!"

"I'm already having a bad feeling about this." Will mumbled to Tara, who just ignored Will's comment.

"Could it have been something you ate?" Tara asked with concern.

"Yes! It must have been something I ate." Ron said with fake groans. "No! It must have been something Dr. Harmon ate." Ron slowly regained his composure from his episode but kept up the fake pain. "I sense, that Dr. Harmon had eaten something. Food, that had been tainted by whoever handled it."

"He did have some food to help him lose weight." An officer pointed out.

"Yeah," Tara agreed. "Maybe someone poisoned it before it was sent."

"NO!" Will ordered to everyone in a stern tone. "Don't encourage him."

"But wait! There's more." Ron placed two fingers to the side of his forehead, thinking back to the food he found. "I'm seeing that Dr. Harmon wasn't staying with his diet." Ron paused for a tense moment, then started again. "He secretly snuck off to get something else. But what and where? Please spirits, tell me!" Ron groaned, showing off his fake psychic ability for several moments then stopped, looking wide eye. "I'm getting something. A fast food establishment. Lots of greasy food. And I'm also getting something Mexican."

"Bueno Nacho?" Tara asked.

"Yes!" Ron shouted. "It's clear. Dr. Harmon went to Bueno Nacho but someone knew and followed him so they could strike without him knowing."

Will didn't want anything to do with Ron's 'visions'. He didn't believe in any of this 'psychic' nonsense. He was about to voice his objection but he didn't get a chance.

"But wait! I sense more." Will just rolled his eyes as Ron continued. "I sense that something went wrong and Dr. Harmon didn't die so easily, forcing the culprit came here to finish the job. Someone that is either big or strong. Maybe both."

"The family did say that someone broke into their house." A Global Justice agent spoke up. "The door was kicked open."

"Forensics suggest that the person had to be big or strong." A police officer suggested.

"Fine." Will grudgingly agreed, then ordered, "Dust for prints, check the food."

Ron had gotten back to his feet and smiled toward Will, who just wanted to wipe that grin off of Ron's face.

"You're work here is done." Will directed Ron and Wade out the door.

Ron walked out of the house with Wade right behind him, thinking up all sort of things he could do to get back at Ron for his stunt a little while ago.

'He couldn't of just done it in a simpler way?'

Ron didn't keep silent all the way to the car. In fact, Ron and silence didn't go well together in the past year.

"This is only the first step Wade." Ron assured his friend. "The next step is to find out which Bueno Nacho Dr. Harmon went for his secret food that he didn't want anyone to know, and if anyone would seem suspicions."

"Well, let's go and check it out." Wade suggested.

"Sorry but I can't." Ron replied.

"Why not?"

"Dude! I have class tomorrow and I have a report that I need to make sure is done. It's due tomorrow." Ron said as he got into the car.

Wade got in the drivers seat. "When have you ever let school get in the way of helping Kim put criminals in jail?"

"Since the time I don't want Kim to know what I'm doing now, right away?" Ron replied like he was asking a question.

"Whatever Ron." Wade said as he started up the car and pulled away from the house. "If you're done for today, I need to get back to work."

"I have only one last problem." Ron said, as if ignoring Wade. "And that is to keep Bonnie from finding out about my 'abilities'."

"Good luck with that." Wade said. "She's now an intern reporter."

"Well that certainly complicates my life more than I would want it to."

I first intended for Tara to be a member of Global Justice but decided that would be a crime against humanity that even I am incapible of committing. Tara woking under Will Du's command? I couldn't do that.

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