Kenzie looked around the DEA office. Shattered glass is spread across the floor. Five DEA agents were scattered across the floor.
She stood next to Fischer as they surveyed the room.
"There are three different caliber casings, so there were three shooters, maybe more," said Abbott.
"These people never knew what hit 'em," Fischer sighed.
Cho walked up to them with a small security camera in his hands. "Well, they found the security camera. It was hidden in the clock."
Fischer looked around the desk and picked up another camera. "Got another one here hidden in a lamp."
"They knew what they were looking for," said Fischer, pointing at the floor. "One of the agents survived the initial shooting. See the streaks of blood?"
He was trying to crawl to safety when he was killed," said Kenzie, crossing her arms.
"Clean job– no witness, no footage."
Patrick walked in, looking at the mirror on the wall. "Why is there a mirror in this room, and why is it set so high on the wall?"
The agents looked at each other before Cho walked up to the mirror. He pulled it off the wall, revealing the third security camera. Kenzie turned to Patrick with an impressed smile.
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Kenzie and Cho walked into the FBI bullpen, where Wylie was typing at his computer.
"Wylie, you get anything from the DEA footage we sent you?" Cho asked.
"As a matter of fact, yes. IDs on all three gunmen," said Wylie.
"That was fast," Kenzie mumbled.
"Once I pulled clean photos from the footage, it was just a matter of running a facial recognition program. All three were in the federal database."
"Really? Who?"
Wylie passed the two agents three folders. "According to Corpus Christi PD, they're local street criminals. Nothing to do with the Gulf Coast Ring."
"Well, maybe the DEA was wrong."
"Or maybe the ring freelanced out the shooting," Cho suggested.
"Addresses are current, but they're not gonna help," said Wylie. "Local police checked them out. Gunmen are long gone."
"So we have to wait for a hit on the BOLO," said Kenzie. "Damn it."
Cho turned to Kenzie. "You want to take a drive down to Corpus Christi?"
"Yeah, let's go."
They walked out of the building and into a black SUV. Kenzie put on her seatbelt and sat in confusion as Cho turned the car off again.
She turned to him. "What is it?"
"Did you listen to the audio on the DEA surveillance video?" Cho asked.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well, you couldn't see the gummen's car, but you could hear its engine."
"Okay?" Cho should know by now that Kenzie knew nothing about cars.
"So maybe we can use that."
"That's a good idea."
Cho pulled out his phone and called Wylie, putting it on speaker.
"Every engine model has its own unique audio signature," said Wylie. "If we can analyze the gunmen's and compare it to known engine signatures, we might just have a match."
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I Bet on Losing Dogs - Patrick Jane
Fanfiction"I bet on losing dogs, I know they're losing, and I'll pay for my place by the ring, Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down, ...
