Donatello's POV:
I watched Angel walk out of the room to go home. Pushing my glasses back, I turned to the screens again. I sighed and pulled the tab back up. The file had lots of information on a girl that had gone missing, about a year ago. She had been sixteen at the time and was last seen somewhere around the outskirts of Newark, a town across the water in mainland New York.
Her mother had died years ago, but her father was a head scientist for a research facility. I wasn't sure what the letters of the industry's name stood for, but it was called the MEI. She would probably be angry if she found out that I have a clue to who she might be. But I wasn't absolutely sure, and I wanted to be before I told her anything. I kept on searching, learning more and more about girls gone missing at sixteen.
