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M.B.D. – Episode 41

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An hour later Tom arrived. Freddie filled him in on their latest client.

“I’m sure that instructions for paying the ransom demand are forthcoming. We should get to Mister Foster’s home and set things up.”

They spent a few minutes gathering various pieces of technical equipment, loaded them into the 1967 Mustang and headed out. Arriving at Foster’s house they got out and unloaded the car.

Alan Foster opened the door and came out to meet them. “What’re you doing here?”

Tom held out his hand and Alan hesitated a moment before taking it. “Mister Foster, I’m Tom Clary. We’ve come to help. There are still instructions coming for the ransom demand, yes?”

Foster looked flustered. “Well, yeah, but they said no cops. They said they’d be watching.”

“We’re not cops. That is why you came to us, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, I guess. Look, just come inside before anyone sees you. I don’t want to do anything that might endanger Jane.”

“We will be the utter souls of discretion. Don’t worry, we’ll do everything we can to keep a low profile.”

They trio went inside the small house. It was sparsely furnished, reflecting the lifestyle of a young bachelor just starting out. There was a minimum of furniture. There was a large entertainent center in the living room – large screen TV, stereo system, and a number of CDs and Blu-Rays.

“May I have your cellphone, please?” Alan handed the device over. Tom attached a device to the phone. “This will help trace any calls or texts that come in.”

“Now, tell us who might want to abduct your fiancé?”

“I don’t know. Really, I don’t. She is well liked by just about everyone.”

“What about you? Is there anyone that might want to hurt you?”

“Not that I can think of.”

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