( GOT DAMN i took forever lmao luv u, binch )

It was two days later and Arturo hadn't contacted her with what he had, and that was the thing, he didn't have much. He dragged his feet sluggishly along the soft carpet, his computer screen illuminating the room with a blue tint. His head pounded as if a hammer was being blown against it, and with strenuous and exhausted breaths, Arturo got to his desk. Restless nights were the cause of this, trying to gather information for a woman he didn't even know. He looked through every image and file he tapped into, each and every report making his stomach twist. With a hand against his forehead, Arturo continued to look through whatever evidence he could get his grubby hands on. In these past two days, it was like the investigation he had taken part in had completely engulfed him. He called off work, sat in front of a computer and only had a 2 hour nap. 

But then, he stumbled upon it. A CCTV recording that the police had overlooked. The hacker scrolled in and out, taking in every detail of it. He opened his e-mails in an incognito browser, sending Gaela what he had found along with an analysis (that I'm honestly too lazy to write out right now.). In it showed a man exiting one of the victim's homes, but there wasn't a single drop of blood on him from what he could see. Arturo squinted to find anything else that could help and came across the license plate of the guy who had left the home. He looked it up, tracing whoever owned it, sending the name her way.