Estes

Estes's Arc
Chapter 2 of 3

Estes's dream is exposing the crime families who corrupt this nation's great cities.

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by @Liberal-Wiener

Chapter 2

Estes sat at his desk and opened his first case file. The three addresses from the phone booth tip lay written on a scrap of paper before him. He needed to learn how these crime families operated—their patterns, their people, their weaknesses. The city wouldn't change unless he understood the system first. He pulled out a pencil and began mapping connections on a fresh sheet. Names led to locations. Locations led to meetings. Each detail mattered. This was the foundation. Without it, exposure meant nothing. Hours passed. The sun dropped below the buildings outside. Estes kept working, his pencil scratching across page after page. He circled names and drew lines between them. One address connected to a warehouse. Another sat near the docks. The third matched a restaurant that stayed open late. Patterns started to form. He would need to visit each location and watch who came and went. Through the window, he noticed the streets growing dark. The lamppost near the entrance flickered on, its wrought iron frame casting long shadows on the wooden base below. Estes stood and stretched his back. Tomorrow he would start surveillance on the first address. Tonight he had built the map. He gathered his papers and locked them in his desk drawer. The investigation was moving forward, one careful step at a time. Morning came with questions Estes couldn't answer from his desk. The connections he'd drawn needed proof—real documents that showed money changing hands and deals being made. He grabbed his coat and walked across Las Calaveras until he reached the government building. The structure looked solid, built to handle the desert heat and dust. Inside, rows of filing cabinets held decades of permits, licenses, and city records. Estes signed the visitor log and started searching. He pulled folders marked with the addresses from his tip. Property transfers showed names he recognized from the newspapers. Building permits had signatures that matched known associates. One restaurant permit listed an owner who also owned the warehouse. The pieces fit together on paper now. Estes copied what he needed and left the archive with evidence tucked under his arm. He had learned the most important lesson—corruption left tracks. Now he could follow them. Back at the newsroom, Estes found a small metal lockbox sitting by the entrance. It was shaped like a raccoon, with detailed features that made it look almost alive. He picked it up and examined the craftsmanship. Someone had left it for him—a signal that sources were watching his work. He carried it inside and set it near the window where the lamppost's glow would reach it at night. Anyone who wanted to share information could leave it there without being seen. Estes opened his case file and added the copied documents to his growing collection. He had the basics now—a method for gathering tips, access to official records, and connections mapped on paper. The crime families operated in the open because they thought no one was paying attention. Estes was. And soon, everyone else would be too.

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