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Pro stared at the odd message. “Wow, I see what you mean.”
Chu nodded. “Our guys sent it to the State Cyber Crime Unit to see if it was some kind of embedded code, but they have found nothing so far. They even sent it to Cryptography to see if they could break it.”
Pro stared at it. “Are they able to track down the real name of the sender?”
“No. The site that he’s using as part of the address doesn’t exist, yet the domain name is taken. Some of the cyber guys suggested that it is a dark web site,” Chu said and slapped the paper in Pro’s hands. “And all we got is this gobbledygook.”
Pro looked at the paper again and squinted. “Yet, there’s something familiar about this.”
“Really? Any theories?”
“Seems like something my father told me about when I was little, but I can’t quite remember.”
Chu glanced at his watch. “Well, it’s Saturday night, and since I have until Tuesday when you and I will be back in uniform pounding a beat—”
“The LT’s angry, Tom, he’s not crazy. We have a very good case closure rate.”
“Even so, I want a night off from magicians, murder, and your crazy father.”
“Me, too,” Pro sighed and raised her eyebrows. “So, you and Barker, huh?”
Chu froze in place and slowly turned, then moved quickly over to Pro’s desk. He leaned down. “How did you know I’m going out with Barker?” he whispered hoarsely.
“Oh come on,” Pro murmured back. “I saw how you looked at her, and more important, the way she looked at you. And to be honest, I didn’t know, but now I do.”
“You gotta keep it under wraps! You know how the LT hates it when cops date each other—”
“Hush, partner. I got you covered. Also, I like her. She’s got good cop instincts.”
“Thanks, Pro.”
“I just don’t understand what a good-looking lady like her sees in you,” Pro teased.
“To be honest, neither do I, but I’m not complaining,” Chu replied. “The only hard part is if it gets serious—I have no idea how to introduce her to my parents.”
Pro frowned. “She’s nice, what’s the problem?”
Chu threw up his hands. “She’s not Korean.”
This made Pro laugh, the first time she had since this whole mess started. “Good night, Tom.”
“‘Night, Pro,” Chu said with a vague wave as he went.
Pro turned back to the paper. She looked around the bullpen, but she was the only person left. There would be detectives on the weekend night shift, but they were probably at a crime scene.
Since she was alone, an idea struck her. She rose from her chair, the paper clutched tightly in her hand, and cleared her throat.
“Ahem!” she said, making her voice as deep and manly as possible. “Be Quick Twice-Quickly-Tell. Four score and Please-Tell-Tell Look-Be Quick Look—”
She stopped as a memory flooded into her mind. She was seated on the sofa at the apartment—her mother’s apartment—no, she was little and it was still her mother and father together. So she had to be about five.
She was sitting on the sofa with a doll in her hand. It was Barbie, and she also had a dark-skinned doll named Christie. Although the skin tone was African-American, the facial features were almost an exact replica of Barbie’s.
“Hey, pumpkin,” her father said as he came into the room.
“Hi, Daddy,” Pro said. “I liked the show you took me to last night. It was fun.”
