The office of Weed Investigations was a busy place. The high level of
activity had little to do with an infusion of new capital. It had a great deal to
do with desperation. Who ever or whatever had visited the office had left
behind a wealth of information. It seemed that there were two creatures.
One that had switched there bodies around and another leaving a trail of dead
bodies. It seemed that their creature was actively tracking the other. This
meant that they had an idea of were there quarry was going. All they needed
to do was wait for the next body to turn up and the source of their troubles
would be not far behind.
John was going over data left behind by the creature. Gena and Ray were
monitoring police radio traffic and local. Jacob was tracing activity on Ray's
credit and debit cars. Ray insisted that the stolen card should not be canceled.
The reasoning being that there was only so much that the thing could
withdraw in a day and each time it used the cards it gave them a fix on it.
Ray kept constantly busy. Occasionally Gena tried to draw him into
conversation. Ray's obsessive goal directed behavior was driving Gena
nuts. In revenge she started kidding him. "Lighten up a little will you,"
Gena said. "Why, if you prefer being an unnatural gender, I certainly do
not," Ray complained. "I think you got the better part of the deal, Weed has
been trying to kill this body for years. With too much caffeine, smoking,
lack of sleep and assorted artery cloggers he keeps eating. Now I am stuck in
it," Gena joked. She always believed that laughing was better than crying.
"Yes, all the more reason to get him out of my body before he kills it," Ray
responded. "I mean, really, at the worst there are many fates worse than
being young cute and sexy," Gena Chided. "Let's get back to work," Ray
begged. "Only if you let me fix you up right tomorrow we can't have you
dressing like a vagabond if we have to talk to people," Gina bargained.
"Ok, anything for some peace," Ray conceded. "They returned to work with
Gena quietly planning makeovers. Ray wondered what the legal president
was for suing for transsexual harassment was. With that though Ray smiled
for the first time that day.
