Martin reached out to take the tag from her, and she dropped it
into his hand. The tag was familiar, from the inexpensive Avanu brand.
At that point, everything seemed too solid to be made up. From
there, Martin took everything she said seriously and progressed with due
caution. He contemplated all of the possibilities. A lot could have happened
here, in the short span of time Anita experienced her accident, more than
either of them knew. Martin was beginning to believe that he might be on
Joseph’s tail, but there were still some things keeping him from being
absolutely positive.
For a moment Martin couldn’t hold back the doubt that crept into
his mind. The possibility that he could be following a dead end after all was
real. But better to follow a dead end than to leave a lead left unfollowed.
This was one of those instances where he wasn’t sure what to expect, but, in
the end, he managed to push those thoughts from his mind and continue on with
his investigation.
Martin placed his briefcase on the cement in front of him,
carefully opening it so the orderly fashion that he kept everything in wouldn’t
be disturbed. From it he took a small plastic baggie, where he dropped all of
the leather strips for later. Though as far as he may not need them, evidence
was evidence and it was possible that it could be of use in the future.
Once the strips were safe inside the bags, he plopped them inside
the briefcase and closed it; resuming his search of the general vicinity. As he
was now satisfied that he’d gotten all that he could from the kerb itself, he
stood tall once more, searching the rest of the area. If there was any other
evidence that Anita’s incident even happened, he would find it. The first and
only thing he saw were the fresh-looking skid marks relatively close to the
side of the road. Even after scanning the area, looking at every detail and
finding nothing, he thought there might be more. His silence continued; his
search was put on hold.
Could Joseph Cooper really have been here, only several days
prior, with Anita? Could it have been him who saved her? These were the
questions Martin needed and wanted to know, but they weren’t the ones he could
ask. Not yet.
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