It was slow going since we were denied our request for a warrent. Jinni managed to get a job at the little resteraunt owned by an elderly couple from Boston. They were quite fond of her and gave her a job as a waitress.
I pestered her for details often, but she didn't find any leads for a while. Not until about two weeks after she started work.
She called me at one in the morning, and I picked up the phone, still groggy from sleep.
"Hullo?" I slurred into the phone. I hadn't even bothered to check my caller ID, so I had a hard time figuring out who it was I was talking to.
"D? I think I found something. I'm sorry for waking you up, but I don't know what else to do. It's a tad bit illegal, but--"
I didn't let her finish. "Slow down a minute, Jinni. What are you talking about?"
She took a breath before proceeding to explain what she found. By the time she finished, I was already dressed, shoes on and car keys in hand.
"Don't go anywhere and don't do anything until I get there, okay? I'm on my way now."
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I hung up the phone and turned around, almost smacking my face into a broad chest. Startled, I looked up, trying to keep myself from shaking. I was expecting to find Derris Renkin with a knife and a rag soaked in chloroform.
Instead I was looking up at Kory, a young and shy bus boy that occasionally talked to me. He looked down at me, seeming confused about why I was shaking so bad and he was probably wondering why I looked so relieved to see him.
"Uhm..Jinni?" he started awkwardly.
I raised an eyebrow.
"I've...ah..." He bit his lip, trying to figure out what to say. After a while he shoved a peice of paper at me. "Here. I know why you're working here. This might help."
I opened my mouth to reply, but before any sound came out, he whipped around and disappeared around the corner.
I stared after him for a moment, jaw still opened to ask what he had just shoved into my hand. After a bit, my jaw snapped shut and I looked down at the paper that was ensnared in my fingers. Slowly, I unfolded each crease and fold. My heart stopped when I found what Kory had shoved at me. After a moment of standing stunned in the back room of the resteraunt, I bolted for the front, where D was waiting.
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365 Days
ActionTyler has Mucopolysaccharidoses Disease. Doctors predict he has until he's 20 live. Tyler is 19. He knows he's going to die soon, but what happens when someone else is in trouble? Tyler races the clock as he tries to put a stop to the threat before...