Chapter 68
Quinn
Those gray eyes, those soft features, it was him.
“It’s him, the criminal” I said.
“Ah, I think I recognize him. One of the employees said.
“He came with a black Toyota Sienna. Although I don’t know where he parked his car, probably his cohort stood nearby and took it when he left.” He continued
“Backward the footage to the entrance of the port.” I said.
It showed people making entrance into the seaport, I sighted the Toyota Sienna driving in
“That’s it!” The man
manager exclaimed, i
1, pointing to the car on the screen.
“Hmm, let’s see where he left the car.” I said.
All of a sudden, the video got distorted, and static lines appeared on the screen.
“What’s going on?” The manager asked.
“It seemed that part was tampered with. The mastermind is quite
After the screen behaved that way, it soon became normal. The video was at the part where he walked forward to a pole and leaned on it
“Do you think someone might have come to pick up the car? And they didn’t want us to see them that’s why they tampered with it. The manager
“Or the car was pushed into the ocean Silas said, chuckling
“Pushed into the water? That’s a possibility” I thought.
“Do you have underwater cameras?” I asked
“Yes we do, but it isnt really checked upon unless someone one drowns. The manager replied.
“Get the footage.” I ordered.
The computer was soon connected to the underwater camera and the footage of day nineteen was played.
In the footage, the water was calm for about twenty minutes.
“I don’t think there’s anything here. The manager said.
All of a sudden, the water was disrupted and something fell into it. We looked at
at each other, it was the car.
Silas had guessed right, he pushed the car into the ocean to destroy all evidence. Since the underwater footage was clear, this could mean that the mastermind did not expect that we would check, or they didn’t know that there were underwater cameras,
“Do you have divers around?” I asked impatiently.
“Yes we do. The manager replied.
“Good. I need them to bring up the car, there might be one or two clue.” I said.
“Follow me, Mr. Quinn” The manager said
He made so calls and two divers came.
“We want to pull a car from underwater, do you think you can do it” The manager asked.
“How big is the car?” One of the divers asked.
“It’s a Toyota Sienna.” The manager replied.
“Well,
a pulling machine would be needed. We can only dive and place the sharp end of the machine on the car, and then you guys can pull it up” Another suggested.
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That seems like a nice idea. What do you say. Mr. Quinn?” He asked me
“It’s a good idea.” I replied!..
We walked to the ocean shore, and the manager got people to operate the machine.
The divers went in the water with the tip of the machine. We stood there, waiting
We stood there for about twenty minutes before the manager asked
“Any updates!”
“The car is stuck on a rock, we’ve placed the machine on n. When we are ready,
the signal to pull” The diver replied.
There was an open speaker connected, so we could hear from th
them
You can pull now.” They uid
The manager signalled to the men to start pulling. They immediately activated the machine and it began pulling. In a few minutes, the car was brought up and the divers swam out.
“Good job guys” The manager said to them, and they gave a small bow before leaving
I went towards the car to march for chies. The car was battered and was dripping with water. I found nothing.
Take me back to the surveillance department.” I said to the manager
“Okay sir.” He said as we walked away from the ocean
When we reached the surveillance room. I asked Silas to play the footage of day Twenty seven, the day he came back
The footage played, he alighted with other pas
Company on it.
I looked at the manager for explanation
passengers and walked out to take a ride out of the seaport. The car had the logo of the seaports
“Our por actually has rides, that takes people to their home after passengers alight” He explained.
“I need to see the drivers.” I said.
I left the surveillance department and went with him to the transport department. He signalled to a man to come forward
“Kay. I need you to align all the drivers.” He said to him,
All the drivers gathered, and he showed them the drawing.
one of you drove this man home on the twenty seventh of this month!” He asked.
The drivers began whispering among themselves.
“Enough of the whispering, you just have to signify whether you drove him or not. The person in question is a criminal” The manager sud and they began gasping.
One of them nifed his hands to sprak
“Go on.” The manager urged.
“Well, we drive many people every day so it would be challenging to remember be difficult to locate.
r their faces. But this person has distinctive features, he should not
Since you said he’s a criminal, he would have gone to one person” He paused, looking at our faces.
“And who might that i Thr
manager asked.
“Crippled joy” They chorused alongside the man who had spoken before.
“And who’s crippled Jay?” The manager asked
“He’s a partially crippled and partially blind man, yet he is one of the best drivers” Kay explained.
“The criminal must have noticed and taken advantage of that fact. The man from earlier said.
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“Where is he now? The manager asked.
“He went to get lunch.” He said.
Just then the door was pushed open and a limping man entered
“This is him.” Kay said.
“Why is everywhere so quiet?” he mumbled.
He looked in our direction and I could see his eyes, they were clouded with something white.
“Good day sirs.” He said, bowing towards us
“But you said he was blind.” The manager said to Kay.
“Partially sir, he can still recognize people.”
“Jay, do you know this man?” The manager asked, showing him the drawing
He had a thoughtful expression on his face before answering.
“He was one of the people I carried last week. I couldn’t see him properly, but I knew his eyes w carried last week.” He explained..
“And where did you drop him?” This time around. I asked.
were gray. Yes, he’s the only gray eyed person i
“He didn’t drop by a house or restaurant like the others. He requested that I drop him on the road” He said.
“What road?” I asked.
The road of Brooklyn slums, Brownsville”
