It took Michael two hours to fly to New York on the helicopter, and he said to the others, "it took us two hours to get here? and his ass still doesn't call me? This is mysterious, he's up to something," Michael said.
When they arrived getting off the air, they visited The New York police department to track Jeremiah down. They are trying to see where he lives, and he stays in a suburban area on 22nd N Linkin Road. Locals near him informed Michael that he moved out of that area two days ago. Michael asked Jeremiah's neighbors what school is he teaching from? And they told him as long as they knew Jeremiah for two years, he has not mentioned anything regarding teaching. They informed Michael that he was selling self portrait paintings from home. While hearing that news, Michael was getting even more curious and angry on top of that. He did more investigating on Jeremiah. He went back to the police department and asked them to do a back ground check on Jeremiah Jensen, and what Michael found out is that Jeremiah has never worked at a school since he has been in New York for three years. He was covering his tracks very well.
"So that asshole lied, he lied about his identity, he even lied to his mother and friends, son of a bitch!" Michael said, getting angry.
"Is everything okay detective Michael?" Detective Ross asked.
"Im fine, I didn't have my coffee this morning," he said.
It is really getting hard for Michael to track down Jeremiah, and he could not find out where he was staying. As it is getting late, Michael is renting out an apartment there in New York until they find out where Jeremiah is staying. "I need a cheeseburger and fries from somewhere," he said to himself.
Book written by Ciara Webb
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