You are in your office going over the case files scattered around your desk. It’s not a large workspace, but the desk and filing cabinet make it feel more cramped than it actually is. In addition to the folders and scattered papers, your desk houses a computer monitor, pencil cup, and a nameplate with “Special Agent Ramírez” printed across it.
The latest report was for the disappearance of Melanie Sanders, a young woman who was last seen with her seventeen-year-old sister. The sister was found dead at the wheel of the woman’s car after an accident involving a drunk driver. Melanie had been seen getting in the car but was nowhere to be found after the accident.
Detective Johnson walks in to update you on the investigation of the other driver.
“Hey, Ramírez,” He says. “The lead was a bust. The boys checked out that address and couldn’t find anything. The place has been empty for a while and is probably a crack house or something. An officer is stationed on lookout just in case, but it looks like a dead end.”
“Looks can be deceiving,” you reply. “Nothing was out of the ordinary?”
“Well, we did get some photos of the place. I already looked them over, but you can see for yourself. I’ll send them to your drive.”
“Thanks, Johnson, I’ll let you know if I find anything.”
You set the files aside and open up your laptop as Johnson walks out.