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North America Gunman Detective

Chapter 74: 073 Missing Becomes Murder

Author: Fat bamboo
updatedAt: 2025-08-30

Jimmy contacted Mckenzi Remy, asking to return to the scene for another look. Previously, because of the body, he had only checked the corpse and had not inspected the ruins; this time, he intended to activate Heart Eye and conduct a thorough investigation of the objects beneath the remains of the house.

As expected, there was a problem. In a spot that should have been the attic, he found a box containing what seemed to be various bones. Since the imagery was in black and white lines, he wasn't certain of what they were, but since the box was buried under the rubble, he couldn't directly tell others there was something there. Although the pile of bones appeared unusual, it likely had nothing to do with the murder case at hand.

Jimmy continued to search other areas and discovered an underground space, but from the looks of it, the contents seemed to have been removed beforehand; it was an intact square space.

There was another anomaly in the ruins of this house. As a ranger, there should have been at least one gun cabinet, but Jimmy's scan of the ruins showed no firearms-shaped objects. The collapsed house's exposed interior mostly revealed furniture and other items.

After scanning the duty room, Jimmy conducted another round of checks within a radius of several meters. Afterwards, he gave up. The findings, theoretically, had no connection to the fire at the scene and the body.

Jimmy found no useful leads to advance the arson murder case. After discussing with the Park Management Committee, he temporarily closed the case file. The scene had been tampered with, there was no video record, and the person had been burned to a crisp. The committee couldn't fault Jimmy for not wanting to pursue the case; the scene was damaged too severely, and there was no way to conjure a suspect from thin air. Without clearing the rubble, no one was able to identify the anomalies that Jimmy had discovered.

Before Jimmy had even left the committee's office, a call came in. It was Amy from the police station.

"Jimmy, can you come back to the station now? There's a response to the fax you sent to the other police departments."

"Good news, I'll be right there."

Jimmy sped back to the station, and as for the ticket, well, since no one stopped him, let's just say he had no trouble.

Upon entering Amy's office, she handed him two papers and quickly sent him out.

The Hot Spring County police department had faxed over parts of two autopsy reports along with photos, which matched perfectly with the ones Jimmy had sent. The individuals had been found without any identification on them, so the autopsy reports bore no names.

Colin and his son were both victims of foul play, discovered dead in the woods outside of Hot Springs with no other traces. Their cases were classified as unsolved and archived.

The timing and location of their deaths jogged Jimmy's memory. It was during his first trip to Hot Springs for a hiking trip. Back then, he seemed to recall stumbling across a murder case, and he had even been frisked by the police there, getting drenched in a downpour.

Following the number provided, Jimmy contacted the Hot Spring County police department, and they quickly faxed over the rest of the reports. After receiving them, Jimmy left the station and went straight to Cage's house.

Cage was resting at home and was surprised to see Jimmy visit during work hours—Jimmy's direct departure from work was hardly a sign of good news.

Jimmy didn't say much, simply handed over the photos Sam had provided, along with the autopsy reports from the Hot Spring County police department, then helped himself to a Coke from the refrigerator and sipped it slowly.

Cage looked through the reports, noting that the manner of death for Colin and his son was execution-style shooting. They had presumably faced away from the shooter, shot in the back of the head. The autopsy reports found no evidence related to the shooter, and both men bore no signs of being restrained. It was possible the shooter ordered them to turn their backs before firing, or the shooter knew them and took advantage of their unawareness to attack from behind.

There were no IDs, weapons, or shell casings at the crime scene. The discovery of the bodies had been accompanied by heavy rain, which washed away any prints and tracks, leaving no trace. Of course, this might also indicate that the shooter was very familiar with the evidence collection process, having wiped away anything that could expose them.

Cage returned the reports to Jimmy and sat on the sofa in a daze. After finishing his Coke, Jimmy grabbed the reports and left, allowing Cage to ponder the next steps alone.

Jimmy had done all he could. Now, he needed to go to Adi Town to hand the reports to Chief Sam. As for how to proceed with Colin's disappearance turning into a murder case, that was Sam's business and none of Jimmy's concern.

After dealing with matters at Sam's, on the way back, Jimmy suddenly remembered something. Cage had once informed them about an ambush on a group of drug traffickers at Double River Park, and Cage himself was familiar with the people from the county, having been a police officer for over twenty years. Could Cage know who the drug traffickers were at the time? And why had he agreed to Noah's request to have the entire team set an ambush in the park? Was Cage sincere about capturing those drug traffickers, or was he clearing the territory for other drug lords?

Jimmy scratched his head, recalling Noah had told him about the former Sergeant Reina. Reina had been involved with organized crime families, which eventually led to the mole incident and his resignation. Now that Cage seemed just as familiar with Colin's gang of drug traffickers, could Cage have a similar issue?! Or was it possible that as a seasoned police officer, Cage knew the local players well but was uninvolved with their dealings?

Jimmy pulled over on a side road, parked the police car, and started to sort through some of his past cases.

He had experienced quite a bit in a few months, and now many details were starting to blur. However, he distinctly remembered a few odd cases. If he considered former Sergeant Reina as a part of the equation, some cases could take a new direction.

The more Jimmy thought, the more his head ached. The previous leads were too numerous, and without clarity, much remained unclear. However, these were issues he could deal with gradually. For now, there was one more task at hand.

Jimmy called Frank to confirm he was at home and then drove straight to Frank's place.

Pat Bright had died, and Jimmy had met Pat at Frank Moses's house. It was also Frank who had provided Pat's number when they were searching for the blue sedan. Pat and Frank must have been good friends, and with Pat having an accident, Jimmy felt obliged to inform Frank for whatever reason.

Upon arriving at Frank's place, Jimmy parked outside and walked up to ring the doorbell.

As Frank came out to open the door, Jimmy walked in past him.

"Frank, I have some unfortunate news to tell you. Your friend, Pat…" Jimmy started, then stopped as he saw Pat sitting on the couch, looking right at him.

There sat Pat Bright, while Jimmy and Frank stood, all silent, as if time had paused.

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