[i]'How do I get myself into these situations?'[/i] Marcus mentally asked himself as the two men started to frisk him for weapons. When a local ghost had mentioned this area for work, he had assumed it had been for something legitimate. Now, in a dark alley in a very rough part of town, he realized he shouldn't take work advice from the dead.

Marcus considered if he'd be able to explain he was just in the wrong place when a booming voice stilled everyone in the alley. The spirit medium opened his mouth to speak but the words failed to materialize. Instead he silently entered, sat down when instructed, and filled his mouth with what he assumed was 'gabagool'.

As he listened to the Don's speech for a moment he felt remorse. Clearly Big Dom had just lost someone close to him. Anyone would be angry when a wife, a girlfriend, maybe a child were kidnapped. As he looked around though his brain started to connect the dots. Was all this anger about a racing animal? Surely not...

Marcus swallowed his food and internally sighed. Like it or not, he'd have to do this unless he wanted to end up 'face down in a gutter'. He forced a smile on his face before he replied. [color=7ea7d8]"Like my friend here said, we'll find her."[/color] He tried to recall various detective shows he'd watched. [color=7ea7d8]"Can you give us a detailed description of what she looks like? Is there anyone you suspect might have done this? Can we see the scene of the crime, err, can we see the stables?"[/color]