Eyes On Creel

search II

:☆: A/N; Slight adaptation of the lines and roles, ST4 E2 spoilers.
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Steve and Robin wave at you, and Henry, then gesture the crazy sign and point to Dustin.
You laugh quietly.

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After all six of you dialed many of Eddie's friend's phone numbers, no success came your ways.
None of his friends had seen him in the past two days.
"No luck?" Robin asks.
You all shrug, shaking your heads.
Max turns to everyone, "Hey guys, I might have a lead" Max says.
"Seriously?" Dustin asks in terms of hope.
"Yeah," Max says.
"So apparently Eddie gets his drugs from some guy, named Reifer Rick..?--"
"---And sometimes Eddie crashes there." Max says.
"That sounds promising, where does this Reifer Rick guy live?" Robin asks.
"That's the thing, nobody knows."
"He's more of a legend then someone people actually know." Max sighs in defeat.
"What about a last name?" Dustin suggests.
"We don't have that either." She sighed once more, shaking her head.
"I bet the cops have a last name." Steve says.
"What?" Max asks in suprise.
"Cops." He repeats.
"Listen if this 'Reifer Rick' is actually a drug dealer, I guarantee you, he's been busted at some point," He says.
"--Means he's in the system." Steve suggests.
You and Henry glance at eachother, giving eachother a crazy look, and glance back at the group.
"The cops?" Dustin asks.
"The cops?" He repeats.
"Really, Steve, that's your suggestion?" He says, furrowing his eyebrows.
"I mean, I just think at this point, they should probally be filled in on what we know, what's going on." He explains.
"You think Eddie is guilty, don't you?" He asked, giving Steve an angry look.
"Woah, woah, woah!"
"I think innocent until guilty, all that constitutional shit---"
"--I just, y'know," he claps his hand together once in between words, "---Don't think we can rule it out."
"That's precisely what we're trying to do here, Steve." Max says.
Dustin drags his palms against his face, "And maybe, we just can have a little bit more luck if we spent less time trying to find a girlfriend." He glares in Steve's direction.
"Wha-!" Steve motions his hands, as he leans against the countertop.
"--And if we had more time trying to find Eddie!" Dustin shouts.
"Well somebody has to attend to the customers!" Steve gestures to the entrance door.
"Especially if they're babes, right?" Robin interjects, winking at Steve.
"Hey!"
"Not fair, okay?" Steve says.
"I attend to all of the customers, equally." He explains.

"Babes and not babes, alike."
"We've got a veryyy big selection here, okay?"

"It can be super overwhelming for these people." Steve says.

"Yeah, it can be." Henry interjects, rushing to the store computer.
"Maybe we don't need a last name." He says.
Steve walks over in confusion but slight realization.
Henry starts typing quickly onto the keyboard, entering 'RICK' into the name panel, showing each and every Rick that has stopped by at Family Video.
"Twelve Ricks already have accounts here." He says.
"That's a lot of Ricks." Max says.
"So let's narrow it down." Henry says.
Henry goes on until we land on Rick Lipton, "Spelt like the tea," I say.
"2121 Holland Road," Henry announces.
"That's on lovers lake." Dustin said.
"In the middle of no where," I said
"That's a perfect place to hide," Henry says as he looks over to Steve.
...
The realization hits each and every one of you.
All six of you rush out, Robin locking the doors behind you.

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