Len let out a ragged sigh of relief. He was glad he didn’t have to waste any more time trying to convince Cisco to help him. “Thank you,” he said, his voice sincere for once. Gone was the usual playful sarcasm. “If they took her the way they took me, I already have a good idea on how they nabbed her.”
He scooped up the bag containing the guns, and grit his teeth as the pain he’d ignored in his ribs flared back to life. “Here,” he ground out, as he placed the bag on Cisco’s desk. “Lisa’s gun is in there, along with what was used on me. It’s some sort of taser gun. Powerful. I was hoping you could tell who made it.”
The thumb drive he had pocketed on the way over to the lab. He wasn’t quite ready to let Cisco know about that. Just in case the boy was playing him, and Len had to flee. “This started in Chicago. That’s where Lisa will be. I’m sure of it. I just don’t know who the hell is targeting us.”
As soon as Len put the bag on the desk, Cisco opened it and took the gold gun out. He turned it over in his hands, examining it and imagining how it could have fallen onto the pavement. “She could have been hit from the back or from the side. If she had the gun out and at the ready,” He said, holding the gun up like he’d seen Lisa. “Then if she was hit from the front our perps would be encased in gold. A taser, as you probably know, sends volts of electricity through a person, contracting their muscles. Wherever she was taken from, there’s probably some gold somewhere. That will be the way she was facing.” He said, setting the gold gun down and grabbing the taser thing.
“I realize that’s all but useless, seeing that she’s already been taken, but I thought I would verbalize my thoughts so that you knew what I was thinking,” He stated matter-of-factly as he turned the taser gun in his hands. “I’ve never seen a taser gun like this before.” He said in awe. Cisco turned and walked to his workstation, setting the gun down and opening his drawer and sorting through his tools. “At first glance, it looks like there are two ways to use this gun. Either from a distance or right up close. I would think this thing could leave some pretty nasty electrical burns on a person. Wait a second…” He said, looking closer at the gun. “There’s something in here I’ve never seen before. I’ll have to run a few tests to see what this chemical is.”
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