(<< Gah, sorry it took me so long to get to this.....)

As Julie drove to the store, the miles taking a toll on her gas gauge, her thoughts were preoccupied with the case and the wood piece. Why a horse? Why so exactly like the others? What is the significance? She hoped the hardware store would shed some light as to whom they were after. Her thoughts were broken by her cellphone ringing and she flipped it open. "Hello, Agent O'Conner speaking.... what? You mean it's on the news now?! ... "You're speaking of the new developement of the tag being traced, right...? Damm...." She cursed once more and hit her head against the steering wheel. If the killer was that smart, he'd cover his tracks, starting with the hardware store, and now the news was giving him this chance.... "Curse news reporters..." she muttered under her breath as she held the gas pedal down farther. (muwahahaha .... o.o hehe.... Maybe we can get some action... ^^ )

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~Cyclist in Training~

Jack, who was driving behind her soon got the same call informing him of the situation. And with Julie's ecceleration he only asumed that she too had got the call. They would need to get to that store as soon as possible! If they couldn't get there before the killer there lead would go real cold real fast.

Jack pressed down on the exceleration and met the speed of the dark green ford explorer driving infront of him. "We should throw those guys in jail for interfearing with FBI investigations!" he said frustratedly to himself.

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(*shifty eyes* We need Curunir... perhaps I'll PM him... )

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~Cyclist in Training~

(yes we do.... I will wait for now)

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(*shifty eyes* *poketh*)

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(are we still waiting for him?)

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(*nods* But I guess we could get there and just pin it on him...? lol... -_- But I was trying to give him action.... )

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~Cyclist in Training~

He sighed as he finally cornered the king.

"Chess mate... sorry... I`ve got a thing or two to do now..."

"Okay... I`ll see you later..."

He got up and looked at the hardware store on the otherside of the street, he walked over the street and walked in quietly whistling. First he looked around pretending to be buying something.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(^^ Yayness. I must compliment on you for your awesome imagination, Curunir, you never fail to provide very entertaining matter ^^ *shall return later*)

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~Cyclist in Training~

(hurray... I feel bored for some reason... I am already confuse sleepy and so on...)

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(... ok. Not sure what todo...)


*continues driving to the store at full speed*

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(haha *tries to think of something, feeling a bit better*)

Julie dialed the number of the store in her cell phone, and when she recieved no answer, she cursed a few times. Calling Jack's cell, she began to update him, "I think they might've called you, but the lead is out on the news. I just called the hardware store and recieved no answer. I've got a bad feeling, so we better call for backup, have the area secured. This could be a prime witness and we can't afford to lose this lead. Both witness and reciepts are vital to the investigation. I'll call in FBI backup, you call the local police, explain the situation, though without details. Just tell them there might be a robbery of sorts at Richard's Hardware and Supply..."

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~Cyclist in Training~

Jack picked up his cell as it began to ring and answered listening carefuly to Julie's words. "Alright." he agreed.

After there short conversation was over he dialed the local police and informed them of the situation at hand and requested there imediate presence.

Before long he was off the phone and focasing once more fully on his driving.

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Julie multi-tasked, as usual, viewing the map on her GPS, driving, and arranging by cell to have the FBI there as quickly as possible, though she knew for now the local police would have to do.

They arrived to the town in which the store was located, and Julie slowed down, glancing towards street signs and landmarks, trying to locate the store.

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~Cyclist in Training~

Jack followed Julie, he didn't know the area as well as he figured she did. But still kept a sharp look out for the store as they traveled.

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He looked out seeing a car pull by and put his sweater hood over his head just in case, he then looked at a distant corner of the store where no one would see him. He quickly walked there and kneeled, he took pack of explosives with a detonator from his bag. They had been hard to get, but it was america after all and if you had a buddy in the army you just might get explosives without detection.

He placed the explosives behind a toolkit and walked into the store keepers sight, he had picked up a set of knives just to make his visit reasonable. The records from his visits would be wiped out by the explosion probably. He wasn`t an expert, but knew how to push a button. He bought the item and walked out of the door passing a woman, he looked her quickly in the eyes. Then he realised that it was her! The woman on tv, but he couldn`t risk his work to be destroyed or found. It would be a shame, but he guessed something weren`t meant to be. He walked away from the building and stopped on an alleyway quietly looking around before pulling out the detonator.

After a long sigh he pushed the button.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!