Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Counterfeit Money ❯ False trail. ( Chapter 8 )

 

 

 

 

Counterfeit Money 8

 

 

 

I don't own Fake I own nothing!

 

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Chapter 8

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Ryo walks into the conference room, places the file on the table and sips from his cup before, placing it next to the file. He looks over at Drew, who is watching him and gives him a reassuring smile.

 

“Is everything okay Ryo?” He has a look of concern on his face as he looks up at the blonde detective.

 

“Everything is fine Drew, how is that memory of yours? Dee went to get some pictures for you to look over, so maybe that will help you also. If we already have a picture of him, you may be able to get away sooner. I'm sure you have something else you would rather be doing.”

 

He chuckles, “Funny, I can't seem to think of anything.” He turns back to the artist and they confer on the style of the eyes, with Drew telling him they should be more widely spaced.

 

Dee comes in with the mug book and hands it to Ryo, who in turns places it in front of Drew. “You can look through here and see if you recognize anyone. I'm not saying he will be in here, but you never know, right?”

 

Drew smiles up at Ryo and says thanks.

 

Dee is watching the guy with less than enthusiasm, as he rolls his eyes and glares at his back. He looks over at Ryo and goes to the coffee machine, pours himself a cup and takes a seat across from him.

 

Traci smirks at Dee and walks over to Ryo, “I see you attract people wherever you happen to be.”

 

“It's not something, I do on purpose. I never encourage anyone and I don't lead people on.” He can feel the blood as it rushes to his face and turns towards Dee to see if he is upset.

 

The artist finishes the drawing and shows it to Drew, who says it looks like the person; he saw with Mr. Powell on the day his body was discovered.

 

“I don't know if he is the one, but they did leave out together and I think he paid with a credit card. I know the owner doesn't deposit them right away.” He looks at Ryo, “Sorry, I forgot about that.”

 

“That's not your fault, we should have asked.”

 

Steve slaps himself on the forehead, “Yeah you're right that's our mistake. Maybe we can swing by there later and pick it up; you do know the time, am I right.”

 

“Yes, as a mater of fact I do, so it shouldn't be any problem at all. Besides I need a ride back, my car is in the shop. I took a cab here.”

 

“I could get that information for you, if you take me back now Ryo. We may be able to make it, before the owner takes everything to the bank.” He looks at Ryo expectantly, waiting for him to answer his obvious question.

 

“Well… I suppose I could do that…only…I think agent Homma may be the better choice. Wouldn't you agree Steve? After all, they are the ones you're after also and I don't want to leave you out.”

 

Steve chuckles, “It doesn't matter who gets the information, as long as we have it. Did you have other plans detective? I could go if you're too busy.”

 

Ryo looks down at his tea, “No, nothing's more important than this case. I want them off the street as well.”

 

Ryo gets up and looks over at Drew, “Are you ready Drew?” He smiles and says yes, as he gets up out of his seat. Ryo looks over to Dee with an apology on his lips, when he looks back at him.

 

“We'll meet you at the pub, Ryo. I'll save you a beer. Okay buddy?”

 

Ryo walks past Dee and runs his fingers through his hair, as he walks out. Dee puts his hand on top of his hair and smiles, as he smoothes it back down.

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Ryo and Drew are riding back to the restaurant when he looks at Ryo, “You know you're a very beautiful man, Ryo. Are you seeing someone?”

 

Ryo blushes, “Yeah, as a matter of fact I am. I'm sure someone like you has a special person in your life too, am I right?”

 

Drew sighs, “Not really, I've been by myself for a while now. The woman I was seeing cheated on me; she said I did not pay enough attention to her. I guess the idea, I have a job, did not register in her brain. However, it's just as well, we did break up, I was getting bored listening to her complaints anyway.”

 

“So now you're looking for someone new?”

 

“Not just anyone, but somebody special. Someone that believes in the same things I do wants the same things I want, and likes the same things I like. Is that so hard Ryo? Am I asking for too much?”

 

Ryo chuckles, “You shouldn't give up hope Drew, you're a nice looking guy and I really don't think it should be hard for you to find that special someone.”

 

He looks over at Ryo as he leans back in his seat putting his hand on Ryo's arm, “If you weren't seeing someone, would you be interested in someone like me, Ryo?”

 

Ryo can feel the start of a blush and answers, “Well the thing is Drew, it would never occur to me to even think about going out with you.”

 

That is, a year ago it wouldn't but now that I am seeing a man I don't know, you might be my type. Not that I have a lot of experience dating men. This is my first time being with a man.”

 

“So what do you think so far, do you feel weird?”

 

“No I don't, because I care a great deal for him and we compliment each other. We're complete opposites.”

 

Drew sighs, “I wish I had met you first. I wish I could have been your first male lover, and as beautiful as you are, I would probably have been your last.”

 

Ryo turns beet red after that comment, “Can we change the subject…please? I'm not to comfortable having this conversation with you.”

 

“I understand Ryo, I'm sorry for putting you on the spot.”

 

He squeezes Ryo's arm and slides his hands in his pockets as if he is trying to keep his hands to himself.

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“What are you doing back here Drew, and who's your friend?” The owner looks at Ryo, wondering if he was Drew's latest conquest.

 

He introduces Ryo to the owner and explains why he is here with him but the owner tells him he sent the receipts out earlier and he didn't keep copies.

 

“I'm sorry Ryo; I thought that they would still be here.”

 

“That's okay Drew, you tried and you have been a big help to us regardless, so you have nothing to be sorry for. I'm going to take off now; do you need me to drop you off anywhere?”

 

Drew smiles, “I know you're supposed to meet your co-workers and I don't want to take you out of your way.”

 

“Come on I don't mind dropping you off, but I have to call the station first, so I'll meet you outside.”

 

He turns, heads for the door, as Drew and the owner look at his back.

 

“Drew you know, I send all charge statements out the same night. What are you playing at?”

 

Drew looks at him smiling. “I know that and you know that, but he doesn't know that. I wanted to spend some more time with him, so I brought him here with the pretense of finding a receipt. I think he's gorgeous and I plan on having him to myself. I'll see you tomorrow boss.”

 

Ryo is on the phone with Steve, when Drew comes out. He hangs the phone up and asks Drew where he lives. When he tells him, Ryo knows he will be late when he arrives at the pub to meet the other guys.

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Dee finds the others and asks them if they want to go for a drink and everyone agrees.

 

“Where's Ryo, isn't he coming with us? Don't tell me he's still babysitting that vampire?” Ted looks at Dee for an answer to his question.

 

“Vampire…you know he did look like a vampire didn't he?” Dee laughs, “Yeah he's with him as we speak. He went back to get some receipts for a dinner our suspect had. He'll be joining us later. If we can come up with a name, it should make it easier to track down the last person with our victim.”

 

JJ looks at Dee, “I thought all restaurants did their deposits at the end of the day. Even if they do it the next day, the receipts wouldn't be there from three days ago would it?”

 

“I never thought about that. How do you know that…about the receipts I mean?”

 

“That's how I paid my way through the academy before I was sponsored by the city. You don't remember, Dee-senpai?”

 

“Come to think of it, I do remember you working in a restaurant. So you think this guy is on some bullshit! I don't know why I'm acting so surprised, he all but jumped Ryo right here.”

 

“Well he did say he would meet us, so let's get going, it's been a while since we've all been out together.” Drake is smiling because anytime he can forget about work he is all for it.

 

Dee leads the way downstairs and hopes that Ryo meets up with them soon and if that guy tries anything with Ryo, he will visit him himself.

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Ryo looks over at the raven-haired man and wonders if he is taking him out of his way on purpose. He knows the man is interested in him and he feels now he should have left him at the restaurant. `Damn, why do I always feel compassion for people? I should be more like Dee.'

 

Drew is sitting back, thinking he has Ryo's company for at least thirty minutes more. How can he convince this man to see him again, in this small amount of time? He is thinking so hard about Ryo, he fails to notice Ryo has said something.

 

“I'm sorry Ryo, did you say something, I must have drifted off.”

 

“I only said it was nice of you to help us the way you did, not everyone is that cooperative.”

 

“Well, what about you? You were supposed to join your friends and you're here with me instead. I should have taken a cab.”

 

“When I drop you off, they'll still be there, trust me.”

 

Drew leans back and closes his eyes, “Since you know they will be there, do you mind taking me to Starbucks, so I can get a cup of coffee, before you take me home. I'm kind of hooked on it.”

 

“Yeah, I could do that for you. I wouldn't mind having a latte myself.”

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They get back in the car with their coffee and Drew opens his and takes a sip. He looks over at Ryo and thinks he knows just how to spend more time with him.

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Dee is passed upset; Ryo should have been here by now. He orders another pitcher of beer and looks at the door, waiting on Ryo to show up. He gets more upset. He knows what JJ told him is true. That bastard took Ryo on a wild goose chase.

 

He stands and tells the others he will be right back and goes outside to call Ryo on his cell phone. He listens to it as it rings and goes into voicemail. He leaves a massage and goes back inside.

 

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