Chapter 2
Antonio stared at the computer in frustration. He had wasted three hours trying to track down Ms. Buffy Rodriguez, and he was having absolutely no luck. He had started out by checking Facebook, because everyone seemed to have a Facebook account. Even Voight had a Facebook page. He also struck out on Twitter, MySpace, and Linked In. He tried the White Pages. There were no listings. That didn't surprise him because if she was single and living alone, she probably had an unlisted number for safety reasons.
He sighed and pulled up the state's license website. If she was any type of professional, she would have to have some sort of license. He found nothing under health care professionals, attorneys, cosmetologists, barbers, notary publics, funeral directors, or architects. "Ok, Ms. Rodriguez, where the hell are you?" he mumbled to himself as Cailin Callahan entered the office. He shrunk the screen and got up from his desk.
"Hey," he said as he walked over to the coffee pot. "What's up?"
He filled two mugs and handed one over to her. She slipped him an evidence bag. "Here's your DNA sample."
He took it and slipped it into his pocket. "Thanks, Cally. I'll get it to the lab. Appreciate the help."
"'Tonio, be careful. This is nothing to mess around with."
"I will be. You be careful too."
Cailin heard the unmistakable footsteps of Hank Voight walking in the room. He gave Cailin a look that obviously said what in the Hell are you doing here? Not wanting to piss him off more, she started for the door and back to VC.
Antonio sipped his coffee and went back to his computer. 'Okay, Ms. Rodriguez, where are you hiding?'
Buffy slipped her headphones on and adjusted them to her ears. Taking a deep breath, she flipped on her mic. "Good Afternoon, Chicago. It's a gorgeous day out there with sunny skies and a high temperature of 82. I'm Bree Austin playing all of your favorite oldies, and starting us off is Elton John with Someone Saved My Life Tonight." She pushed a button and the CD player started to play Elton John.
Antonio heard the voice coming over the radio. It seemed familiar and he tried to place it. As he heard the strains of Someone Saved My Life Tonight, it clicked. He typed in the radio station's website. He placed the mouse over the On Air Staff link and waited while the staff photos came up. "Well, well, well, what have we here?" he mumbled as the photo came up with the name Bree Austin underneath it. The face staring back at him was none other than Ms. Buffy Rodriguez.
"Bingo!"