COMPOUND HEARTS BY TRISTAN SNOW

Part 1

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" I told you to hold all my calls Sandra, I'm a little pre-occupied at the moment" said Ethan.

"I know that sir, but he was insistent he said I should tell you its to do with a Miss Forrister", whispered Sandra.

"Holy shit I did it, right , right put him through", he barked.

Christ I can't believe I actually have a lead after all this time, well it wasnt really long by my standards, but it was long enough, but at least I will have something to tell my client before the month was up.

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"Hello" said Ethan "to whom am I speaking".

"Hello yes my name is MR Markum, Jerard Markum, I believe you have been trying to contact a Miss Forrister, well I have good news and bad news". Said Markum

"Yes go on I don't care which you tell me first" barked Ethan.

"Yes well okay then, first let me just say it has been a pleasure working for your company sir and we at our company hope you will you use are services again in the future" rallied Markum

"Well that depends on what you can tell me" barked Ethan, "just get on with it , I dont have all day".

"Yes, yes, well first Miss Summers is at an undisclosed address at this time, hiding no doubt, and second Miss Forrister her assistant as you know just bought a condo in New York, I have a acquired her number which is 555-214-6235, she works on Monday Wednesday and Friday's only, she is on the second floor, she has 2 friends that visit, one a Maggie Smith, and a Ann Bickersby, she has no pets, no boyfriend, no Mastercard , and no visa,

Nada on any back ground history at all, I'm afraid, I have a friend who works for the government and he couldn't find a thing, truly strange, this chick has no footprint, unlike her boss.", sighed Markum

"Yes very Strange" said Ethan quizzically

"Yes and we dont have a clear photo either, its almost as if she hiding herself from the cameras, we have tried using a drone, but she's always wearing a hoodie when she's outside, and she's either wearing shades or a scarf, to cover her facial features, this ones truly weird, the only thing of note that she does do is, well sir, she visits the pond at the lake in the gardens," he breathed

"Well what's so weird about that, I do it" he laughed

"Yes well she always wears the same outfit , a yellow jumper, dark jeans and a "Markum paused

"A purple rose" Ethan mused

"Yes how the hell did you know that", asked Markum

"Jesus Christ Almighty" Ethan sat up rigid to the spot, a heavy cloud descended, and he fought to keep it at bay , cant let anyone know about him, and not being In control.

"What's wrong", said Markum.

"Nothing, its, its," Ethan paused, fighting the onslaught of memories.

"Its from a children's book, one I haven't heard in a very long, long, time", Ethan breathed.

"Yes well I've still got my man on the job, do you want us not go a head and bug her phone", laughed Markum

"Oh hell yes I do, any body who reads the little princess and the twin prince's is definately noteworthy, keep up the good work and I will definately have more information for you to gather for me, actually seen as you have done such a good job so far, I was wondering if you could get any information at all on a man going by the name, Wentworth Maxwell, he maybe around 40 by now mind you, he used to live in England, in a place called Manchester. That would be great" Ethan breathed