Chapter 9

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I found a hairdryer in the bathroom and began stripping the wood panel flooring off of the floor. I had bagged a few samples already but I figured we could take all of it with us.

"You're not going to take the entire floor are you," Donatello asked watching me.

"Yes I was planning to. Is that a problem," I replied snappily. "Sorry Don I shouldn't snap at you."
"It's alright I understand the stress your dealing with."

"Hey El what's the hair dryer for," Mikey looked in from the kitchen.

"The heat makes the blood stains appear after being heated up. Blood is very hard to remove and this was obviously not an amateur job by any means. Even with the toughest chemicals you can't remove traces that sink down into the concrete floor beneath this. The wood floor is probably all clean. It looks like they had to replace certain parts though. I'll have to text Red and tell him to look for wood flooring similar to the stuff in here."

"Oh okay. Could I do the hair dryer thing after you're done pulling up the floor? It sound all radical and science-y."

"Mikey how come you listen to her when she explains stuff to you but you don't listen to me," Donnie said with an annoyed tone.

"That's because when she talks she makes it interesting and not boring like you do," Mikey stuck his tongue out at Donnie.

"Boys calm down. Donnie I want scrapings from a few places that didn't have blood as well so I can compare the two. Now Mikey have you finished testing every surface?"

"Yes Eleanor I have," he donned a mock English accent. "I have found many things and have taken samples. Along with before and after pictures." 

"That's great! Will you check with Leo on his progress and come back here when you're done?"

"Sir, yes sir," Mikey saluted me before walking away.

I shook my head and pulled out my phone, 

Red have you found the mattress?

Why are you checking in on me?

I need you to find something else for me as well.

What is it Ellie?

There are parts of the floor that have been replaced with new wood paneling I need you to find them for me. They should be within the same one to two mile radius as the others.

Luckily for you I found both the wood and the mattress in a dumpster behind a club. You won't like where they are though. You can count on that.

What makes you so sure?

The red hand print well it's the symbol of the gang that runs the joint.

Great okay. I'll trace your coordinates and find you

Alright I'll defend your mattress from the shadows. There's two guards on the main entrance. If you dress right you could get in.

They big and buff looking?


Yeah but you could take them easily.

Are they carding people?

Nah they don't seem to care.

Well I'm just going to come check out that mattress and floor paneling. This is going way too easily I have a feeling it's a set up. Be careful.

I hit first and ask questions later.  

Alright on my way.


"Alright boys I'm heading out after I grab the rest of the stuff," I shouted.

"El wait for a moment please," Mikey ran into the room.

"What is it bro?"

"Leo is still searching and I was wondering if I could do the hair dryer thingy now."

"Yeah but you'll have to finish removing the flooring first."

"Yes," He shouted throwing his hands in the air.

"Bag every piece of flooring and take samples of the result that you find. Donnie or Leo can help you if you really need help."I placed my phone on the ground and typed a code into a program I had installed earlier. It allowed me to track my contacts. I figured out Raph's location as the phone started to ring.

I picked it up, "Hello?"

"You're not going to succeed you know that sweetheart. You'll never catch us," a deep voice whispered into the phone.

"Oh really now? Well thank you for calling the Romana Rose Chinese Restaurant. I think our business is doing just fine here. Now may I take your order?"

"Why...I uh," the voice cracked at the end of the sentence. I smiled.

"Well thank you for your call. I hope you have a wonderful day. Please do call again. Just remember that we do track our phone calls here," I hung up quickly. I looked at the phone number and put it into the tracking program. The call had come from inside the club.  

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