Traces Of Truth: A Psychometric Thriller

Chapter 3: The Missing Streamer

Hearing of Claire's predicament, Her Aunt Anna arrives to free her, but Jared barely bats an eye at her demands. However, as soon as family friend and assemblyman Troy Garcia makes an appearance, Jared folds his body in half and becomes his personal bodyguard for the visit. The rest of the night ends without any more mishaps, and Jared falls asleep at his desk without writing a single word on his apology form.

With her newfound freedom, Claire spends it at the convenience store to "coincidentally" meet Lance, and to her delight, he invites her out to go save an abandoned kitten. On their way, they pass Jared and his team who are on an onion murder case, and he warns Lance to be wary of the butt-pervert.

"Hey, Perv! Where are you taking this guy?" Jared asked Claire.

"I think you got the wrong person." Claire said to Jared while hiding her face.

"Your name is Claire Pajares and you're a 25 year-old vet" Jared said to Claire with a serious face.
"Your previous convictions..."

"Oh my, Detective Tan?" Claire said to Jared with a fake shocked face.

"Long time no see, Kent."
"Detective Aguila, nice to see you as well" Claire greets the detectives.

"We saw you yesterday." Detective Aguila said to Claire.

Claire laughs to distract them.

"You must all be busy, So please go on your way." Claire said to the detectives.

"Bye. We can go this way." Claire to Lance.

"Excuse me."
"Make sure to keep your butt safe." Jared said to Lance.

"I'm sorry?" Lance was confused.

"What did he mean by that?" Lance asked Claire.

"Toxic Grass."
"He was telling you to watch out for toxic grass when you sit down." Claire's excuse for Lance to distract him.

While rescuing the kitten, Claire sees a memory of someone hiding bottles in a field.

(At night)

Claire goes out at night to double-check. As she digs in the dark, Jared also happens to patrol that area for evidence, and they end up scaring each other. After running in a circle like headless chickens, Claire and Jared realize their mistake, and their fears turn into annoyance.

"You little..."
"Why are you digging like a dog in the middle of the night?" Jared said to Claire with an anger on his face.

"I had my reasons!" Claire shouted at Jared while walking towards him.

"And why are you here?" Claire asked Jared.

"What is it?"
"What the hell were you digging..." Jared said to Claire.

Jared saw the bottle of pesticides that Claire was digging up.

"Tell me."
"How did you know those pesticides were burried there?" Jared asked Claire with a doubt on his mind.

"As if you'll believe me if i tell you the truth." Claire said to Jared.

"I will, so just tell me." Jared to Claire.

"I told you. I'm a psychic." Claire said to Jared.

"I can see everything when i touch someone's butt."
"That's why i touched that pickpocket's butt last time." Claire said to Jared.