Chapter number 18. Greensville

"Well this looks like hard work" Lara commented as she walked into Peter's office to see him with a white board marker in one hand along with a file and about five other files in the other hand.

"No not really" he told her with out even looking up at her.

"Men" she mumbled to herself shaking her head. "So detective since this all one big blur to me, could you kindly explain?"

"Well" he started putting the lid back on the marker and pilling the files on the edge of his desk, he was definitely getting right into this case, "I figured out that the random numbers are the numbers on the files that went missing".

"So the numbers are like blanks to do with the files?"

"I think so".

"Well lets get started on it then"

"Ok".

"Ok lets rewrite the thing and leave blanks where the numbers are, then we can figure out from the files what is supposed to go in the blank" Lara suggested.

"Yeah sounds good" he answered getting up and grabbing the white board marker to get back into full swing.

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"Hey, just coming to see how your doing" Tash said cheerfully making her way into Serena's hospital room.

"I've been better" she sighed.

"Yeah, must have been a shock".

"Not really, to be honest the fact I was better hadn't really sunk in yet, maybe this was why".

"Look sorry again about this morning" Tash apologized.

"Hey it wasn't your fault".

"Yeah, actually, it was" Tash started, beginning to feel a little uncomfortable.

"What do you mean?"

"Ok, I've got a lot of explaining to do haven't I?"

"Yeah, starting with how it could possibly be your fault".

"Ok, I'll start at the beginning".

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"Ok so how are we supposed to figure out what part of each document to put in the blank?" Lara asked, half an hour had passed since she'd come in and at the moment they'd gotten no where.

"Well" Peter sighed.

"You don't know?" she finished him off.

"Yeah" she paused for a minute. "Wait a minute".

"What?"

"All the grouped ones here, have they got a link?"

"Hang on I'll check" Lara told him reaching out for the pile of documents, while Peter read through the nonsense again.

"Actually they do have a link" Lara told him.

"Really?"

"Yeah, there all crimes in a town called Greensville" she explained.

"All eleven of them?"

"Yeap. I guess we should start there, maybe it will be easier to figure out what the other four files have to do with this when we get there".

"Yeap, ok, lets go" he concluded grabbing the files and a few other necessary things like his gun and hand cuffs on the way out.

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"Like I said, I am so sorry, I wasn't thinking straight" Tash explained to Serena who had been listening to her story for the last five minutes.

"Look it's ok, if it wasn't for that they might not of been able to get me back in chemotherapy before it was too late".

"When are they starting that again?"

"Today"

"Well that was quick".

"Yeah, Dr Simpson said it was better to start as soon as possible".

"Well I hope you get better soon then"

"Sorry to do this to you Serena, but were going to have to get you into chemo now while the doctor's got time, she some how managed to double book herself for later" a nurse explained, ducking her head through the door. "She'll be here in a few minutes".

"Ok thanks" Serena answered.

"Well I better get going then" Tash told her.

"Ok see you later then"

"Yeap bye".

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"So how did it go?" Robbie asked, getting out of the blue hospital chair he was sitting on in the waiting room.

"Good, she was actually really nice about it" Tash told him, feeling rather proud of herself.

"Well thats great".

"Achoo" Tash sneezed.

"You ok?"

"Yeah, I think I'm coming down with the flew, I was my nose was a bit stuffy this morning and I had a bit of a cough".

"Well how about we get you home before you give it to anyone else then" Robbie suggested.

"Yeah, ok".

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Peter sat in the passengers seat of the police car, in his hands was the pile of documents that had been making his mind spin all day. He'd filled in the gaps that revolved around Greensville and now it looked like this:

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Missing person 132637. All matter was hidden, police tried to find evidence of the crime, failing to find anything and letting down the innocent people of this world.

257935, at the cross, turn right, walk ten meters, turn left, cross road, walk for a kilometer. Find what you want detective, some how I think it will fascinate you.

667728, death, death, death.

Greensville, Greensville, Greensville.

bang, bang, bang, find the clues, or it could cost you your life, someone is watching you, it's not me, I can only hint who it is. Bang, bang, bang, if anyone asks I never helped you.

Tick, tock... 138666.

ding dong, anything clicking now?

Greensville, Greensville, Greensville, Greensville...

maybe you need some more clues...

Greensville, Greensville, Greensville, Greensville...

tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tick, tick, tock...

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"Well here we are" Lara broke the silence as she stopped the car.

They both looked around, Greensville looked a lot like an incredibly small cowboy town out of a movie, the ground was dry and the place looked like it hadn't had rain in quite some time. "So" Peter puffed, "this is Greensville".

"I would of expected something a little more..."

"Greener?" Peter finished her off.

"Yeah. Anyway, now that were here, where the heck to we start?"

"Well... I guess it's got something to do with this line here" Peter said pointing to the line that said '257935, at the cross, turn right, walk ten meters, turn left, cross road, walk for a kilometer. Find what you want detective, some how I think it will fascinate you.'

"Ok so 257935..." Lara said out loud flicking through the information on the missing files, "here we go".

Peter skimmed through the page, "Ahh, another crime of this town".

"What?"

"It's a bombing of a church in the area".

"Well I guess that's where our cross will be then".

"Yeah, but the question is, how do we find it, this place is so far off the radar that all it is on the map is a dot".

"Well we'll ask for directions then" Lara told him.

"No we don't need directions, I'm sure we'll find it".

"Why is it that men have a problem with asking for directions?" Lara complained.

"We don't" Peter defended himself.

"Well if you don't have a problem with asking for directions then why don't you just ask?"

"Alright you win" Peter gave in opening the door of the car and getting out.

Author note: Just so everyone knows, Greensville is just a place I made up, if there is a place with that name, I'm sure it's not anything like the one I've made up. Anyway, I'll continue when I've got 2 or more reviews.