Wright In Danger

Chapter Five

Beau went at looking into Tamera's social media with enthusiasm. There was a long list of women with the same name but he was able to able to pick her out. Clicking on her picture, her page opened. Tamera was a popular girl. Over four hundred "friends" and hundreds of photos. He looked at those first. As he scrolled through, it was apparent she wasn't one to smile. The greater majority of the photo's she was straight faced. His finger hovered over the mouse as he came to a picture of her with Allison. It was an older photo but she was actually smiling in this one. 

He noted to find out when the Wright siblings moved to Clairview so he could gauge when this picture was taken. He continued to scroll through but there were no other pictures of the two of them. Was it strange or were they not as close as this picture led one to believe? Leaving the picture, he then turned his attention on posts. There weren't nearly as many as there were pictures. Going through them, he got the sense she battled with depression. Her posts were somber but they had a lot of likes. 

He stayed on her page for a while longer. She never tagged Allison in any of them. So going this route was a dud. He wondered if Rosalie was having better luck. Clicking out of Tamera's page, he got to his feet. Walking over, she glanced up at him. "Nothing grab your attention?" Leaning down to see her screen, he made a sound. "There was only a single picture of her with Allison. It looked older though. She never tagged her any posts and the majority of those are...dark and depressing even. What have you turned up?" Scrolling to the middle of the page, she tapped at the screen. "Colson mentioned she was into writing lyrics. I found some. I was thinking we could talk the chief into getting a linguist to analyze them." 

"Good thinking. Nice to know one of us lucked out. I was thinking. We should go over and talk to Rita. Being Colson's employer, she should have a heads up about the possibility of Ina showing up. I mentioned his name, she's going to go digging." Pushing back from the desk, she crossed her legs. "She would stoop so low too." Scoffing, she got up. "Let's go. Not that I don't think Rita is capable of handling her. 

Running their request by the chief first, he let them know he was on it. They needed to take every avenue presented to them. On their way to Rita's he hoped she was able to spare a few minutes to talk. He also wanted to get her take on him. She had a reputation to be tough as nails. It was understandable as she worked in a position that was marginalized by men. He could only imagine the resistance she met day in and day out. He respected her tough exterior.

Arriving he didn't see her. Understandable. She had a lot to supervise. Walking over to the gate, he flashed his badge. The gate opened slowly. Walking through, it was somewhat of a maze inside. There were paths and Beau opted out of getting in too many workers way. So he led them off towards the office. The noise level made him wish for noise cancelling headphones. Picking up his pace, Rosalie had to jog to keep up. Making it to the office, he banged on the door. When there was no answer, he went to try again when the door swung open. 

Dressed in a checkered top and jeans, her auburn hair was tied back in a severe ponytail. Brown eyes looked between them, not surprised at their presence. "Come on in." Giving them room to walk in, she shut the door at their backs. "I've already told Colson there is no rush for him to return to work. Though he insisted it'll be better to keep himself occupied and not sitting in his apartment waiting to hear word. Said he would be here tomorrow." She crossed her arms with a shrug. She probably thought along the same line he was. Colson was being stubborn. 

"He'll do what he think is best for him, despite the opinions of anyone else. We actually came by to give you a heads up about a reporter by the name of Ina." Holding up a hand, her expression was knowing. "I know about Ina. Honestly, who doesn't? The woman is a shark for information. I still remember when you rolled into town. Now that was entertaining. Sorry but it's true. You held your own though." He didn't like be reminded of that time. The woman had been everywhere he had been. Lying in wait. Eventually he'd had to tell her to give him space.

"I simply wanted to give you a heads up. Being this a highly sensitive matter and all. I don't want her thinking she can get away with whatever she wants to report back to her boss. If Colson feels she's too much have him call the station. We can have a patrol car drive by his apartment and down the road a bit to keep a look out for her. He doesn't need her in his space. It won't be tolerated." Placing her hands on her hips she nodded. "I hear you detective. I can assure you, I can look after my workers just fine. Will there be anything else?"

"No. That's all. Have a good day, Rita." Showing themselves out, Rosalie blew out a hard breath. "That didn't go exactly the way I pictured it would. Did she really take your advice as talking down to her?" Walking back the way they had come, he glanced at her. "The woman will always have her guard up. Just have to deal with it." Leaving out the gate, he hoped he'd covered all his bases he could think Ina would land on.

"We should check on the progress Jeremy has made. Hopefully he has something good for us," Rosalie said. A brow rose at this. "I'm sure your boyfriend has been hard at work." Laughing, she swatted at him. "Ha ha. So funny, Tanner. I'd find you a nice lady if you weren't already heart eyes for Loraine." He mugged a face at her. "I am not...heart eyes for Loraine. She's a good person whose been through something traumatic. I want her to know she has me looking out for her. That's all." Crossing her arms, her expression told him what she thought about that. 

Walking through the doors of the station they headed right, down the long hallway. This was actually the first time Beau had been down this way. "How many guys does Jeremy work with?" He didn't think it would be all that many. "It's him and three others. They're the quiet type." Beau was either putting them in the studious category or the nerdy shy. No in between. Coming to the door, Rosalie knocked gently, It opened to a guy in plain clothes. His eyes lit up when they landed on her. Safe to say this was her Jeremy.

His smile was wide. "Officer. Detective. Come on in. I've been expecting you." Beau's initial impression wasn't putting the guy in either category. He was giving off more...excited puppy energy. "You've been expecting us. I take this to mean you have something good for us," Rosalie said. Shutting the door at their backs, he hurried over to a monitor. "I did come across something of interest. I'm still in shock over the boldness of this individual." Pulling up the footage, they stepped closer. It took Beau a second to realize it was in color. "She was right. You do work magic."

"Do you want to watch it from the beginning or would you like me to skip to what I found?" Both pairs of eyes landed on him for the answer. "The latter first and then we'll watch the entire thing through." Returning their attention to the screen he fast forward to right before Loraine was hit in the face. "What about this frame caught your attention?" Beau asked. He pointed a finger to Allison. "If you look close enough, she is saying something to whoever is trying to save her." Looking from Allison to Loraine, he told him to back it up and play it. He needed to be absolutely certain. 

Doing as instructed, Beau payed close attention to her mouth. He saw it. Brief as it was, Allison has said something to Loraine. Looking at Rosalie, she knew what he was thinking. Why hadn't Loraine been up front about this? They watched it through, paying attention to the van this time. There really was nothing other than rust along the bottom. No stickers or dents. "Thank you, Jeremy. You do good work." Turning heel he didn't wait for his reply. His mind was trying to work out a reason for Loraine's silence.