One beautiful Sunday afternoon, Marylin decided to go to the downtown park to take pictures for her portfolio. She walked around the whole park, snapping photos every time she got a chance. Marylin saw a couple sitting on the bench hold hands while staring deeply into each others eyes. The sun was setting on the pond behind where they were sitting. She began to snap pictures of them from afar so they wold not notice. In different angles, she continued to take photos of the couple.
"I can use these pictures and put them in story form," she said to herself.
The couple got up and went their separate ways. Marylin took pictures of them walking away from each other. She rushed to her studio in her basement where she develops, photo shops, and creates all of her photo masterpieces.
Marylin started to download the photos on her mac computer and put them on the big screen to analyze them. She pulled out her note pad and pen to take notes on what she wanted to do with the pictures.
Marylin flipped through all the pictures until she saw something very strange in the background. In the last six frames, Marylin noticed something very weird. There was a tree on the other side of the pond, directly behind the couple she took pictures of. Behind that tree, there was a man standing, looking straight ahead.
"What, who is he," Marylin said curiously.
She began to zoom into the picture to take a closer look. The man was tall with a beard and a mustache. He had a earring in his left ear, with sunglasses that had a silver "C" on both sides. Th man wore all black and a black hat.
Marylin turned the frames to see his movement =. The last three shots of the couple he was turning around and walking away. He had a white piece of paper in his hand on the next to the last one, it was gone.
She zoomed in on the last photo a little more to see where the note went. Looking, she found it on the front of the tree.
"I wonder what it is," Marylin aid.
She called on of her friends to explain to them what happened and what she saw, but someone started knocking on the door. She went upstairs to the first floor to open the door. She peeped out of the little hole in the door to see who it was. It was the that was behind the tree at the park. Marylin began to panic.
"What am I going to do,"she said to herself.
Marylin ran away from the door and sprinted back down stairs to the basement. The man knocked down the door an began to chase her.
"Aye,aye stop running," the man screamed out to Marylin.
Marylin looked back and saw him catching up to her.
"Get out of my house," Marylin said.
She picked up a sharp knife form her closet.
"Why are you here," she asked.
"I do not want to hurt you," the man said to her.
He stepped closer to Marylin with his hands above his head.
"I am not going to harm you,"he said.
"So what do you want from me," Marylin asked him as she gradually put the knife down.
"I just want to ask you a question," the man said.
"What is it," Marylin said.
"You were at the park today, right," the man asked.
Marylin hesitated when she answered.
"Um, yeah I was," she responded. "Why do you ask?"
"There was a couple that was there sitting on a bench in front of a pond," he described. "Do you remember them?"
"Yes, I do," Marylin replied. "I took pictures of them. Why?"
"Can I see those pictures,"the man asked urgently.
"Yeah, but why do you need to see them," Marylin asked him.
The man pulled out his badge from his belt buckle on his pants. It was gold with FBI in bold blue print across the top.
"FBI," she said nervously. "Am I in trouble?"
"No ma'am but those people that you took pictures of are so I need your help.
Marylin ran over to her laptop to pull up the pictures she took.
"I will flip through them, just tell me when to stop," she said to him.
Marylin began to flip through the pictures until she got to one that was very strange.
"Go back to the one before this picture," the man asked.
Marylin flipped back a picture and saw that the man sitting on the bench was holding up numbers. The man looked closely at the picture to see what he was holding up.
"Can you zoom into the picture for me," the man asked.
Marylin zoomed into the picture. The man on the bench was holding up a 3. She kept flipping through the photographs. He kept holding up numbers. 3,4,9,0,8 are the numbers.
"What does this mean," Marylin asked.
She flipped the film again to another picture of him holding up a "L".
"34908L," the man said confused.
Marylin pulled up a browser on her computer and typed in 34908L and an restaurant pulled up on the screen.
"Hey, come look at this,"she said.
He came around to see the computer.
"That is by the park," the man said. "I got to go there."
Marylin grabbed her jacket. The man looked back at her.
"Where do you think you are going," the man asked Marylin.
"I am coming with you, right,"Marylin said.
"No, this is FBI business only," the man said firmly.
"I helped you out with the pictures," Marylin replied. "All I want to do is to help."
He looked back at Marylin again.
"Fine," he said. "Just do not get in the way."
They both ran into the car and took off.
"I did not catch your name," Marylin said as the man was speeding down the road.
"My name is Agent Adrian," he said.
"O okay, well Agent Adrian my name is Marylin," she said. "Marylin Cofflie.
"I already knew your name," Agent Adrian said. "I am FBI, remember?"
They reached the restaurant that is right behind the park. The restaurant looked old and run down. Agent Adrian and Marylin walked up to it together. Marylin looked around to see if she could spot the couple from the park. Agent Adrian spotted them in the corner by the women's bathroom. Their eyes made contact and the man from the bench waved them in. Marylin and Agent Adrian walked into the restaurant to the back, and sat at the table.
The woman from the bench was sitting beside Marylin. She pulled out a envelope from her jacket and handed it to Agent Adrian. Agent Adrian opened it up and pulled out a picture.
"What is this," he said.
"My name is Mark and she is Tanya," the man from the bench said.
"What do I need this for," Agent Adrian asked.
"Well apparently there is a mix up," Tanya said. "We were sent this picture with a note attached to it. Someone is accusing us of murder. We were told to contact you. That is why you received mail stating to meet us at the park. You are the only person that can help us clear our name."
"Do you know any other information," Marylin asked.
Mark and Tanya looked at each other for a minute.
"We do but-," Mark said.
"But what," Agent Adrian asked.
"We can nit discuss it here," Tanya said.
Marylin looked around.
"What do you mean," she said. "There is no one here. It is a rundown restaurant. We need to discuss this now!"
Tanya pulled out a pen and tissue to write information down.
"People are hunting us down because of this," Mark said.
Agent Adrian began to read what was on the paper.
"I know who framed you all," Agent Adrian said while getting up from the table. "I've been searching for him for the past seven years.
He grabbed his coat and his hat.
"This will end today," Agent Adrian said. "You all just wait here."
Marylin ran after Agent Adrian.
"I am coming with you," she said.
"You are not built for this," Agent Adrian responded.
"Remember I told you, I am willing to do this," Marylin said.
They both hopped int he car and took off driving.
"I know where he is," Agent Adrian said. "Today will be the last day he takes another breath."
They pulled up to a barn that's in the middle of no where. Agent Adrian jumped out the car.
"HARRY," Agent Adrian screamed."HARRY I KNOW YOU ARE HERE!"
Agent Adrian picked up a bottle and through at the window. The door to the barn began to open up.
"Agent Adrian, what a wonderful surprise," Harry said with a smirk on his face.
Harry walked toward him wit his hands behind his back.
"Stay in the car," Agent Adrian told Marylin.
Harry waked towards Agent Adrian and pulled out his gun.
"I was in the barn taking a pleasant nap, and you made me wake up," Harry said jokingly. "Now you've pissed me off.
Agent Adrian was against all odds as he searched for his gun but could not find it.
"What is it, you can't find your gun," Harry said laughing hysterically at Agent Adrian. "Well, it will be okay, you will not need it anymore."
Harry was about to pull the trigger as Marylin searched in the car to see if she could find the gun.
She found it underneath the seat. A lot of things were running through Marilyn's head as she picked the gun up and got out of the car. She quickly pulled the trigger twice. Harry fell to the ground. Agent Adrian ran up to Harry to check his pulse. He was dead.
"Marylin, thank you," Agent Adrian said as he ran up to her.
"Just helping, remember," she said with a smile.
"Let's go back to the restaurant to see the family."
They got into the car and left. Agent Adrian and Marylin pulled up to the restaurant and no one was there. Marylin walked into the restaurant.
"Where did they go," Marylin asked.
"I have no idea," Agent Adrian replied.
"Here we are," Mark said.
Marylin and Agent Adrian turned around to only see Mark holding a gun facing towards them.
"We were just waiting on you," Tanya said.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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