CHPT:8 SlumDoo Millionaire
Deborah was giddy after her conversation with Scooby. He actually gave her insightful queries on where Shaggy might be.
The number one place on the list was Scrappy's pal and Shaggy's Drug Pusher, Flim Flam.
"Hey Angel, check out this info Scooby gave me. It pretty much points that Flam killed Scraps just to be the new Drug Lord. Is this the mother fucking holy Grail that we need or what?" Deborah pawed at him to give her some sort of job well done.
"It is not much to go by and there is certainly no way we can get a warrant on the guy's place," Angel said.
This was not what Deb expected of him to say, nor even near to the sentences that she pasted together. They were now stuck into place with fuck you glue.
She shot a confused look at Angel and said," Are you fucking kidding me? Flim Flam and Shaggy, Flim Flam and Scrappy, Flim Flam and drugs, how does this not get through your skull," Angel said nothing as Deb continued her ranting,"They are all connected! Plus, Shaggy is not even the killer. We didn't have our facts straight, because we went with the obvious. While he was just chilling out in his crappy home!"
"Calm down, Deb! I'm sorry if I upset you, but I'm just speaking the truth. If we go to the judge with little evidence, we won't have enough for a warrant let alone an arrest."
Deborah took a deep breath and stepped back.
"Okay Angel, then what should we do then?"
"I say we look before we leap and do a little bit more digging in this guy's past."