“Whats this about?” Kate said
“I understand when you first met him he went by the the name Marlin Man aka Roberto Santa...”
“It happens to be by casual association that I became a friend and.... I listened to his stories for a time, I don’t know who he really is, that’s all....” listening intently to the end of the line her eyes searched her desk.
Kate wondered how tall this Estrada guy was, probably fairly short. He dispensed with usual civil courtesies and got straight to the point.
“ Detective Estrada, I’m wondering....” said Kate
“Yes, what is it...” said Enrico Estrada
“How tall are you?”
“Comprende, why do you ask?”
“Well, because when I was last down in Cabo, I overheard a man introduce himself as Officer Enrico, it was down at the waterfront one day, he seemed to be an official of some sort. He was grilling one of the tourists. I was just wondering if maybe it might have been you?” said Kate
“I am five eight, what does it matter, this conversation is to do with our search pertaining to R. Santacruz – who since disappeared has now likely taken the evidence of what he uncovered with him.”
“Ms Kate, I would ask you one thing....” said Detective Estrada...there is much research at stake here. Roberto Santacruz is at the forefront of it and I’m asking kindly, that you release any information you may have, I am not accustomed to requesting ....” he trailed off as she interrupted.
“I don’t give a damn what you are accustomed to or what you are digging for, I’ve told you what I know, which is nothing” she fired back
“Ms Kate...I am under the jurisdiction of law... I ask again within reason....that you tell me what you know, or I will have...” he prodded
“I said I don’t know. What documents you are talking about—what’s the hitch Detective, I’m under jurisdiction of myself and a few whom I choose to trust, you Sir, are not one of them...” she barked
Estrada took another call which came on the heels of Kate’s click. He had already moved on from her screwy behaviour, maybe it was a personality disorder he thought. A physics academic turned artist, what a crock. He headed back to his desk which was conveniently located in the furthest corner of the large dirty office. He sighed and dragged on his cigarillo he turned and left intending to go no further. He was finished with her, good to go, this is how it went after years of pushing and coercing people to give him information. He was relieved he no longer felt riveting eyes cutting into his flesh after he turned from ‘the questioning’. She was telling the truth. He cursed, his blue tooth piece, it was especially troublesome today, the precinct had ordered another, due to arrive in 24 hours to replace this piece of crap which he had put up with way beyond his limit.
“Goodbye Detective Estrada, I have a Public Art Committee Meeting to attend.”
Estrada exclaimed “So what! Why such a big deal over a bunch of Turtle egg shells?” “Do you really want to know why this is so important” said DHI. “You know I can’t do the job without that” said Estrada.
“Do me a favour” said DHI you follow up on Kate and see what she knows or doesn’t. You tell me your gut reaction and I will give you the full story, click.Enrico talked to himself “Enrico, oh man”.....he muttered to himself. He felt like he was on some bloody ghost hunt that wouldn’t amount to zero, again.
“Enrico when will you get it, stop for a minute and look around you. You are your only saviour, its up to you to make it this happen and figure it all out. Focus on the puzzle, piece by piece, small bits at a time. So stand back and observe, watch and then give it a bit of time, you’ll see it will come together....”
He talked to himself to soothe his anxiety it quelled the tension that put him into fight or flight mode. He considered this to be his most enduring quality; talking himself through a circumstance or situation that was personally and professionally threatening. He had learned it early in life at home when dealing with his Father’s fury. As his anxiety rose he would enter into a region in his mind There he was able to remain calm, as if physically he had just exited into another room. He knew it was preparation for his investigative work.
"Detach, observe and wait. In time the thing, the person, the situation and circumstance reveals its true colour. Ah chemistry, those experiments at nine were useful."