“That only leaves, that on guy…” the detective flips back “Marc Love, and, what’s her name.” He flips a few more pages back. “Elena.”

“Yeah where his she, isn’t she like Kevin’s best friend.”

“Marc they said was missing. Not officially he just kind of went. They didn’t know where she was,...

"And what do you do?"

"With my gun?"

The detective paused. 

"Sure, but first more in general. Like for work."

"Im a chef, or more of a cook in a small cafe, like a roadside bar you know. We're famous for our egg omlettes... We use a lot of eggs."

"Hmm, and your gun?" ...

Joey got in the car. What was that song Kevin liked he thought. Something by Biggie. 

He queued a few then that one from college. MGMT then he drove. It was like a what 40 minute drive. How many times had he seen Kevin the past 5 years? Once? Twice...

Kevin laid sprawled out on the stairs. His gun was in his pants, he didn't have time to reach for it. He felt cold, didn't really think this would be how he went. 

Just walking up the stairs to return a gun. 

He felt safe when he had it. Bought...

"No way, no fucking way."

Jerry stood in front of Elena and the computer.

"I gave you some time off with all the stuff thats been going on, I tried to talk to you about it, but I can't I can't let you look up people's addresses. I mean you have no...

“Hey Stephen right? Haven’t see you in a while.” Kevin said. 

“Just been you know, preoccupied.”

Kevin didn’t probe. 

“The usual order then?” He started walking to get a cup for the coffee. 

“No, no thanks not for me. Trying to cut back.”

Kevin put the cup back. 

“Okay, let me know...

"Here you go. Todays special."

During this time his hands were un-bound, but not his legs. Marc's wrist always hurt, carpal tunnel or something from long ago. He ate hurriedly, but cautiously, still worried from the first times.

"How long has it been?" 

"A few weeks now, maybe more, whose to say,...

Elena typed Marc Love into google looking at the images, non of them matched. Only strange websites popped up. 
I LOVE MARC T-shirts being advertised. There was one Marc Love on twitter, but he was just some sort of software developer. She had an idea for an older way the...

"It is a bit strange isn't it."

"Hm, what was that."

"That guy, you know the manager doesn't really know his background, his friends don't really know anything, but like he's seems like a nice guy."

"Yeah, I mean again we can't really do much, there isn't a case."

"I know, bu..."

"Further we don't...

There was something about murder mysteries should couldn't explain. She wanted to solve them, but even the unsolved ones she found settling. Like she could solve them. There could be an explanation, and she could find it. A long time when she used to talk about going to school she...