5. ResearchA Chapter by Craig2591Ian and Chrissy are put under the microscope.Jonathon, Stefanie and Becka all sat down at a small, round table in the hotel lounge. Both women had several sheets of paper in their hands. “Okay, guys, what have you found out?” asked Jonathon with a touch of eagerness.
Stefanie began, “Their names are Ian Stewart and Chrissy Allen. Married a little over two years. They live about three hours from here. Here's their address.” She handed him one of her papers. “It's an apartment complex. All ground level units. The car's registered to him. There's a motorcycle registered to her, a Yamaha V-Star 250.” She laid another paper on the table.
“I'll start with her,” she continued. As she spoke, she laid printed pages on the table with all the details. Jonathon or Becka would occasionally pick one of them up and peruse them as Stefanie went on with her report. “She's definitely the more interesting of the two. She's twenty-eight. Born in Quebec, Canada. Emigrated to the U.S. with her mother when she was a child. Fluent in English and French. She's a bit of a hot-head. Got kicked out of high school for fighting. Arrested a couple of times for bar-fights. She's a former drug addict. Has a record - nothing really bad. Misdemeanor assault, theft, possession, a prostitution charge that was dropped. She works at a custom business software company as a translator and an account rep for their French-Canadian clients.” She paused and looked up at them. “Frankly, I'm having a hard time picturing her dealing with customers.”
Jonathon interrupted, “Any chance she's still using drugs?”
“I doubt it,” she answered, “Her record doesn't show any activity for the past seven years. Of course, people can conceal drug use for years and never get caught. However... the little girl, Emily, was orphaned at age six. Her parents were killed in a car accident. They adopted her about a year ago. If our Ms. Allen was still using drugs the background check should have caught it. They're usually pretty thorough.”
“Anything else?” he asked.
“Um...” she checked her papers. “Only that she's into photography. She's entered some local competitions and won some awards. That's all. It's Becka's turn.”
Jonathon turned to Becka as she began to speak. “Ian Stewart, forty-eight years old. This is his second marriage. The first lasted eighteen years and produced a daughter. She's grown and lives several hundred miles away. He works as a shipping clerk at a place called Fini Manufacturing. He's an artist in his spare time. A painter. He's actually pretty good. He's represented by a couple of galleries in the city. Spent three months in a mental hospital about twenty-five years ago. I couldn't get any details, though, the records from back then weren't digitized. Otherwise his background is clean. That's about it on him.”
“Good job, guys!” he said with a smile, “All of my teaching has paid off. We'll leave first thing in the morning. Becka, you find us a good hotel. I'll find us a place we can use as an 'office'. It's supposed to be a beautiful day. You guys take the car. I believe I'm going to ride my motorcycle.” © 2013 Craig2591Featured Review
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7 Reviews Added on June 23, 2013 Last Updated on July 28, 2013 Tags: intrigue, adventure, danger, spies, undercover AuthorCraig2591OHAboutI am a visual artist with no formal training in creative writing. I get stories knocking around my head and sometimes I write them down. I decided to join this site to share them with other writers .. more..Writing
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