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...

Kevin wasn't the least bit surprised, always thought Marc was weird, but it was the blue paint he was confused about. He questioned that. He thought about it. 

Was he huffing it? Was he painting? He wasn't sure they didn't see any pictures aside from that kid. 
On it there...

"So your gunna talk or Im going to start again. Where are you REALLY from?"

"Please, please stop."

"Just answer the question, its easy." With this he went back to his tool belt. 

"Before this I was a carpenter." He laughed. "Now look, either way, you still have to keep your tools...

When she got up she felt like she was somewhere else, like on another planet. She couldn't believe what has happened, but also her mind didn't want her to remember it was just blank. 

Her mom used to tell her "If you don't know what to do get the vacuum...