***Trevor***
My patience was starting to get thin. I had my guy put tracks on all her crap, but nothing. She has been off-grid since she left. Rod had found the place where she bought a cheap beater car. He gave him a description of the car. I will give her props there, seeing as she was smart enough to switch the cars out, but she didnt have a lot of money, so she shouldn't have been able to get far.
I put guys out doing footwork. Since nothing has come up electronically, I had to find pictures for them to copy and take with them. I know the picture I gave them is an older one of Nixon, but it will work, he dont look that much different now, and that witch of his mother and my wife was in it as well.
My thoughts were broken when the bunny I had on her knees scraped her teeth along my
