Frank's POV

"Are you in yet?" I asked for about the 50th time in 5 minutes.

"For fuck's sake Frank. Not yet! Stop asking," Erica said, getting pissed off.

"It's not my fault that I'm excited to hack into a government database and look at shit," I replied. "I wonder if they keep conspiracy theories on there. Like the aliens at Roswall and whether the government organized for JFK to be assassinated," I said.

"I'd doubt they'd put that on computer Frank," Erica replied. "That shit's too classified. Only privileged people like the President get to know that sorta stuff," she explained as she typed away on my computer at a mile a minute.

"How can you fucking type so quickly?" I asked her.

"I have awesome skills. Now be quiet for a sec. I'm almost in," she told me.

"I wonder if profiles of us are in the government database," I said to Gerard.

"We would be for something. But we're only hacking into the police section of it. So whether we're on the police database is another story. It depends on whether we have a criminal record or not," Gerard replied.

"Well, I'll be in the database then," I spoke. Gerard looked at me, shocked.

"What the fuck? How come you never told me you have a criminal record?" he asked me.

"It was from back when I was 16. I was caught smoking pot in a library parking lot," I explained. Gerard surprised me with his response. He laughed.

"Well if that's all you did, then I'll forgive you for not telling me, rebel," he replied, smiling.

"It's not funny. I was grounded for six months. My boyfriend had to sneak in to have sex with me. My Mom almost caught me about 8 times. And she did actually catch me once. It wasn't fun. Do you fucking know how hard it is to explain to your Mom what the guy who's supposed to be your "best friend" was doing with his cock rammed up your ass?!" I ranted. Gerard laughed more.

"That would've been hot to see. Little Frankie getting his brains fucked out," Gerard spoke. I pouted.

"You're a pedophile exhibitionist," I retorted. Gerard winked at me.

"You know it," he replied smartly, smirking.

"Ok, I'm in," Erica announced. I bounced up and down in my seat.

"Yay!" I exclaimed. "Now, can you navigate us around the database?" I asked her. She rolled her eyes and came and sat in between Gerard and I on the couch, the laptop on her lap.

"Ok, I'm gonna test out how the search thing works first," she told me. She typed my name in and searched me. Sure enough, my mugshot from when I was 16 came up, as well as my one and only offense.

"You were a cute 16 year old. Oh my god. Look how different you look without all your tattoos. I must say, I prefer you with all your tattoos," Gerard spoke. "Look at your cute, little, spiky hair!" he exclaimed.

"Way to fucking embarrass me Erica," I said, pouting.

"Well I had to test it on someone!" Erica explained. "Let's search Gerard!" she decided.

She searched Gerard's name, but nothing came up.

"Boring prick!" I said jokingly. Gerard poked his tongue out at me.

"Ok, let's try Mikey," she decided.

"No!" Mikey exclaimed. Gerard looked at him, shocked.

"What did you do?" Gerard asked, figuring out from Mikey's reaction that he must've done something.

"Oh my god. 3 offenses! The first one was underaged drinking. The second was the same and the third was having sex in public. And he went to court over it!" she exclaimed.

"When the fuck was this?" Gerard asked his brother angrily.

"Before we moved here. You were in college. I was back in Jersey. Mom told me not to tell you. She didn't wanna worry you," Mikey explained.

"Ha, Mom would've had to go and bail you out and find out that you had sex in public! And then she would've had to of sat in court and heard all about it!" Gerard exclaimed, bursting into laughter. "No wonder you've done nothing bad since," he added.

"Actually, I've done nothing bad since, because next time, they said I'm going to jail," Mikey explained. Gerard's laughter stopped.

"Well who's fucking fault is that? If you'd done the right thing from the start, you wouldn't have to worry," Gerard pointed out.

"Ok, so we know it's working--" Erica started.

"Hang on, we have to search you!" Frank said, cutting her off.

"Fine," she spoke, rolling her eyes. She searched her name and showed that she had no criminal record.

"Well at least Mikey and I have lived a little," I joked. "I wouldn't drop the soap anytime if I were you Mikey, I'm right behind you," I said, winking. Mikey pulled a grossed out face, and Gerard began pissing himself laughing again.

"Ok. Stop now. We need to be serious. What was this dude's address that you wanted to search?" she asked. I handed over the piece of paper with Jeph Howard's address on it. Only 3 people came up with criminal records who had ever lived in the address. The first one wasn't there at the time that Jeph owned the apartments, the second one was Jeph Howard, who apparently got done for illegal gambling and the third was a woman. And Dr. Krustallos was definitely a dude.

"The illegal gambling is interesting though. Maybe Jeph owed a lot of money to someone and he didn't pay up, so that someone, who also happened to be Dr. Krustallos, killed him?" she theorized.

"I think we've hit another dead lead," I announced.

"Hey wait! My cousin used to live in his apartment block. I remember how pissed off him and all the other people who lived in the apartment block were. If you want, we could go visit him and see if he can help us out with names of everyone who lived in the apartment block?" Erica suggested.

"Ok, sure. When do we go?" I asked.

"How about tomorrow afternoon after work?" she asked.

"Sounds like a plan," I replied. Tomorrow, we were gonna get a list of names from Erica's cousin. And one of those names would hopefully be Dr. Krustallos' secret identity.

Date: 2015-02-28; view: 547