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    Entropy

     

     

    Korsak sat at his desk, the pile of unopened mail before him was larger than normal and he looked around. He was alone. Collecting the pile up, he dumped it all on Frost’s desk. “Mail is for the new boy.” He complained as he opened a box of cannoli and helped himself.

    As if on cue, Frost came into the room, waving a piece of paper. “The SUV in the hit and run, we got a hit on it!” he told Korsak. “It got a ticket at 10.14 for parking in front of a fire exit.”

    Korsak screwed up his face. “Patrols were bored!” he mumbled, dropping crumbs from his pastry down his tie as he joined Frost at his desk.

    “Yeah.” Frost looked up into the crumb storm and sighed heavily. “Korsak!” He brushed crumbs from the shoulder of his shirt. “Better than that, we got CCTV from the parking lot, covers the fire exit.” Frost continued, waving an old vhs in the air. “You know these, right Korsak?” Korsak shook his head as he followed Frost to the B.R.I.C.

    “Guy from the convenience store said the quality isn’t great.” Frost continued as he scrolled through the footage.

    “He wasn’t kidding.” Korsak stepped closer to the screen, squinting at the grainy images. “Is this all the tapes he had?”

    Frost nodded, “He couldn’t afford a decent system, used the same 3 tapes over again.”

    “Can you clean this up?” Korsak asked as Frost found the place in the tape they needed.

    “I’m trying but it’s not going to be easy.”

    “There!” Korsak pointed at the screen “That’s the car.” He moved even closer to the screen.

    Both men looked up at the footage, an SUV pulled into a car park and stopped before a figured rushed from the driver’s side and disappeared from view.

    “We’re not going to be able to use any of this.” Korsak sighed heavily.

    “I’ll try and clean it up some more.” Frost told him. It was clear from the tone of his voice that he agreed with Korsak. This footage didn’t show anything that could be useful to anyone.

     Korsak turned and headed from the room, “Call me if you find anything, I’m going to see if the labs have found anything on those fibres.”

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