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It had taken months to get a name. Ian didn't ask what Charlie was going to do with it and Charlie didn't volunteer the information.
Finding the owner of the name had taken a thirty second google search.
Charlie had flown to New York and contacted the local FBI office. The man was already under investigation for other things.
Charlie politely offered his services. The agents hadn't asked why. A little math magic produced previously unobtainable warrants. Charlie watched the man get arrested. A thin boy shivered in the corner of the room a painfully familiar tattoo on his arm.