Annabeth was flipping through the Goode High Yearbooks. She wasn't looking for anybody in particular, just passing time. Besides, Yearbooks do tend to get amusing when you're looking at how you friends looked like before.
For example if you looked at Bianca two years ago, you really won't expect her to turn out the way she did. Two years ago, she had hair covering her eyes and she looked miserable? Anyway, now her hair is pushed back showing her beautiful dark orbs and you can tell that she is really confident. Piper is the exact opposite, she looked around the same as she did two years ago - pretty, hot and innocent. Reyna changed a bit but the competitive gleam in her eyes remained the same and Rachel..she looked like she had a makeover.
She used to have dull and washed-out red hair, a somewhat depressed set of green eyes and wore over-large clothing that barely fit her. Now, her red hair is frizzy and bright, her green eyes sparkle and she looks a lot more attractive. The Rachel two years ago would be typically picked on but this one would be hit on.
Wait..Annabeth stopped herself. Rachel? Two years ago? No. Rachel wasn't even in Goode High until last year. Why is she thinking that this..stranger is Rachel? They hardly even look alike. The only similarity they had is 'red hair' and they aren't even the same type. Annabeth didn't know why but she thought that she knew it was Rachel. She felt something that told her it's Rachel but that's impossible.
Curiously, she looked down at the name. Top Row: Kyle Preston, Mariah Bree Lane, Rachel Elizabeth Dare...
Percy couldn't sleep. There isn't a lot on his mind but he just couldn't.
Maybe it's because his room was too hot, or maybe it's because Sally was watching TLC Cooking Shows loudly. He was definitely tired, his legs still ached from running away from those killers last week. Why did they chase after Percy, he had no idea. They didn't leave any hints or come back. Percy supposed the best he could do was forget about that crazy day.
"And this is how you make Chicken Cordon Bleu. Mmm! Look at the crispy golden-brown coat!" the TV blasted. Percy used his pillow to cover his ears.
"Coming up! We have a quick demonstration of Eggs Benedict by-" Sally turned the TV off and sauntered slowly towards her room. Finally! Percy thought as he closed his eyes. A full minute almost passed as Percy's eyes shot open. Even without the TV, he couldn't sleep. Sighing, he got out of his comfy warm covers and turned the air conditioner facing him. A cool breeze fell on him rhythmically but it's still not working.
Feeling frustrated and bored, he sent a quick message to Annabeth. She's probably asleep but Percy thought it worth a shot.
BZZ! Percy's phone vibrated almost immediately, his heart raced a beat as he picked up his phone. Maybe Annabeth is awake!
"Did you like the little chase my friends set you on last week? Don't worry, that's only starters."
Huh? Chase? Percy's mind immediately found it's way back to the memory of him trapping the muscular strangers as they tried to kill him with a gun. Starters? What the fuck?
Tapping on his IPhone, Percy found the number that send him this text. Blocked Number. Damn, now Percy can never find out who send this number without more police investigating why Percy wanted to track this person. Last week, when the police questioned Percy about his killers, he didn't know what to answer. After all, he had no idea what happened. He answered all the police's questions truthfully but Percy suspected that none of them believed him.
"Are you sure, you don't know who they are?" the police asked for the millionth time.
Percy shook his head.
"How did this begin?" the police inquired. Same old questions. Percy told them the whole episode honestly again.
"Do you mind repeating what you had said just now with our professional investigator?" the police asked in a way Percy knew he had no choice but to say 'no, of course I won't mind!'
And after the private investigators, Percy had to repeat the story to some head of departments, some minor journalists etc.
None of them. Nobody believed him. They just looked at him like he was some psychopath but since he was their only source of this episode, they had to say they believe Percy in front of him. Behind him, Percy knew they were agreeing that his story doesn't make sense. Percy doesn't blame them. It didn't even make sense to him.
"And I saw somebody that looked like her." Annabeth muttered and showed them the Yearbook.
"Oh my god." Piper exclaimed. "I..I never recognized her."
"I said somebody like her." Annabeth said quickly. "Doesn't mean it is her."
"But it looks totally like her." Hazel protested. "It..nobody can look so alike unless they're identical twins!"
"Alike?" Reyna raised her eyebrow. "They are like the before and after version of a really good makeover!"
"Even if somebody got a makeover, they're still the same person." Piper argued.
"You should ask her about it." Reyna urged.
Annabeth shook her head. "She alway changes the topic when we talk about her old schools and stuff."
"Besides," Hazel added thoughtfully. "It's her choice whether to tell us or not."
Reyna rolled her eyes. Really? Why won't they just ask Rachel? It's nothing big, anyway.
Jason's investigating work isn't going too well. By not too well, he should be saying "no progress". He doesn't know where to start and what to do. For the past days, Jason had been watching stuff like 'Sherlock' and 'the Mentalist' to get him into the mood of investigating. It was so easy, watching the world-class detectives pick up clues and catch the culprit. In real life, it was almost impossible. Jason grinned, maybe he needed somebody like Doctor Watson.
What did Doctor Marshall do to the recordings? There were just so much questions on his mind.
Jason decided to start on who Doctor Marshall is actually. He heard the fascinating stories from Lawyer Brown about faking Megan Tait's recording and being the only person in the world to hypnotize successfully. Turning on his MacBook Pro, he went on Google and typed in 'Doctor Marshall'.
Barry Marshall - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Marshall was appointed a Companion of the Order of Australia in 2007. He was awarded an honorary Doctor of Science degree by the University of Oxford in…
Jason scrolled down. Barry Marshall is definitely not the doctor that had been treating him.
Quantum Nutrition Labs
Listen LIVE to Dr. Marshall, PH.D. Dr. Marshall, PH.D. Radio Show Archives. Kapha Diet Kapha Dietary recommendations. Go To Top . "Twitter messages not…
Jason clicked into the link.
Get Fast Answers to Your Nutrition Questions
No, Jason thought as he went back on Google. Definitely not it. Jason's eyes skimmed through sites. Dr. Deirdre M. Marshall - Plastic Surgery..nope. Orthopedic Surgery, not it. HealthGrades..what? After a few pages on Google, Jason realized that there are probably more than a hundred 'Dr. Marshall's out there. He doesn't even know the doctor's first name.
Usually, if Jason doesn't get his answer on the first two pages of Google, he gives up. Who actually look at the third page or those behind it unless you're really desperate? Jason had learnt from Primary School that if it's not on the front page or at the most the second page, it's crap. Jason felt tired as his eyes burned on the screen scrolling through doctors.
Click! Eighth page. Jason wondered if anyone actually looks at these pages. How is it so easy for somebody in TV shows like Bones to find information? They probably don't have to even click on 'next' in Google. Their suspect appears on the first link. Of course, it's a TV show so everything is staged but really, there got to be some detectives out there that can find a Wikipedia page or something on the person they're investigating on straight away.
Jason no longer felt the urge to find this 'Doctor Marshall' person. However, something kept telling him to continue like the answer isn't so far away. Jason highly doubt it. Page 12 on Google is still on a bunch of Doctors like 'Dr. Catherine Marshall' and 'Dr. Granville H. Marshall Jr'. Maybe he should just go up to his doctor and ask him stuff like 'Which university did you graduate from?' and 'Who did you first work for?'. It might make his sleuthing easier.
Page 13. 'Dr. Brad Marshall, New York - Hypnotism'
That sounded like the doctor that had been treating him. Feeling optimistic for once, Jason clicked into the site.
Male, Aged 38, Graduated 1998, Harvard Medical School
Harvard Medical School. Jason doesn't know which are the top ranked medical schools but almost everybody knew Harvard is one of the A-list Universities in the world so their Medical School must be outstanding. Aged 38, Jason chuckled. He seemed quite a bit older than that.
Specialities: Treating patients with Amnesia and Hypnotism
Perfect doctor for Jason. He is suffering Amnesia and needed hypnotism. No wonder his dad chose him to be his doctor.
Awards and Recognitions: Dr. Marshall had gained world-wide fame for his accurate hypnotism in 2004 for the case of Hannah Pennington. Later, he helped numerous patients suffering from amnesia to recover their memories. However in 2010, he tampered the hypnotism tape of Megan Tait and served one year of prison. Now, he is attending to the case of Judge Zeus' son, Jason.
Jason scrolled down curiously but the information on Dr. Marshall ended there. He was a bit disappointed as he was expecting a whole timeline of Dr. Marshall but it was still good. It gave Jason a bit of an idea, didn't Reyna say that her sister Hylla is currently in Harvard University? Surely, Harvard University and Harvard Medical School can't be so different and Hylla can help Jason with his investigation.
In case you're wondering, the Google searches are real. I literally went on Google and typed in 'Doctor Marshall' and put in the results but obviously, on page 13, 'Dr. Brad Marshall, New York - Hypnotism' doesn't exist. Or if it does, that'll be plain creepy.
Oh, btw as you probably have already noticed, I changed my pen name from XxThe-CareersxX to Aphrodite-Cabin cuz I'm from the Aphrodite Cabin lol. I was going to change it to something christmassy due to my addiction to Christmas and my urge to go Christmas shopping this weekend but I realized that I'm going to have to change it right after Christmas or it won't really make sense….Anyway, I love reviews! (Major hint)
~ Kisses, Emily
