Watching

“You’re out of leads Detective,” he said to himself as he stood watching from the banister outside his motel room. It had been weeks and he hadn’t found anything new that would lead him to the whereabouts of Jamie Cooper/Susan Weakland. He knew that if something didn’t break soon he was going to have to go back to the States empty handed.

“It is one of those cases…” he mumbled out loud. He had had them before. “The kind that had too little evidence to actually prove anything and too little public interest to keep open long term.” They left a nagging twinge in your gut that never went away. It just stayed there eating away at you. “You solve it or it stays ‘til you die.”

“Just need a break on this one. She ain’t gonna stop. Not this one. Not a chance.”

Detective Cristofuoro watched from the banister outside his motel room as the people of Coff’s Harbour went about her business knowing that one of them knew something. He just needed to find out which one.