Author’s note: This is a possible first chapter of a longer piece.
“What took you so long?” she asked with a smile.
He was slightly flustered, having rushed right over when he got her message. “I’m sorry. I got here as fast as I could!’ he said, in earnest.
“Relax. I kid. You must have run every stop sign between here and your place.”
“I’m pretty sure The Rules of The Road say that you don’t have to come to a complete stop if there’s no one else at the intersection. And there’s not much traffic at this time of night. So yeah, I might have coasted through a few.” He relaxed a bit, realizing she wasn’t serious. “It seemed like it might be important,” his inflection making it more a question than a statement.
“I need you to see this in person. I didn’t want to email it or talk about it on the phone.” She walked over to her laptop on the dining table. It was open and provided the only light in the room. “Take your coat off. This may take a while.” She tapped a key to dismiss the screensaver.
He followed her and shucked out of his parka and scarf and hung them on the back of a chair at the table. “Now I’m really curious,” he said. “What’s up?”
She didn’t sit down. “I think we may have something here. Something significant. Watch.” She maximized the video display so it filled the whole screen and tapped the play button.
For seven and-a-half minutes neither one of them said a word, their eyes fixed on the laptop screen, the blue flickering light giving them both a ghostly hue.
Finally, he whispered, “Do you think it’s real?”
“I don’t know. We have to get it analyzed. But it feels real, you know?”
“If it’s real, this would be our first big break in this case. Let me see the email it came with.”
“That’s the thing,” she said. “It didn’t come with an email. I didn’t get it. It was just here. Already queued up on my laptop when I turned it on.”