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Phil.
                  The small town of Linville was buzzing that evening.  Cars were cruising up and down Main Street.  Everyone was having a good time.  Ella was having the time of her life.  On the way into town Phil asked Ella if she would like to set beside him. 
                  “Of course, I’d love to set beside you.”  Ella said as she slid over next to Phil.  Heads turned as they cruised Main Street.  After a couple sweeps of cruising Main Street Phil pulled into Carol's Diner. 
                  “What’ll it be Ella?”  He asked.
                  “What are you gonna have?”  She inquired with a shy smile on her face.
                  “I usually have a shake.”

              “A shake is good for me, too.”  Ella at this point didn’t care she was enthralled just being next to Phil Young.
                  Phil slowly drove up the long drive to Ella’s house.  Just before he got to the bright security light he stopped the car; turned off the engine.  He took Ella’s chin in his hand and placed a kiss on her soft lips.
    “Ella, will you be my prom date?” 
    “Yes, I would like to go with you to the prom. 
    Phil smiled and said, “I was hoping that would be your answer.”
                  Phil walked Ella to her door and gave her a sweet good night kiss.
                  “I’ll be seeing you at school.  You mind if I carry your books to some of your classes?”
                  “That would be nice.” 
    Phil and Ella started dating.  They were ‘the couple’ on campus for the rest of the school year.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    FIVE
     
                  Agent Bill Harris, aka Phil Young, leaned back in his chair and pushed away from his desk.  This job is so disheartening at times.  If I can crack this case, I might just retire. He thought to himself.
                  Agent Bill Harris had been with the FBI since he graduated from college.  Starting in the mail room he worked his way through the ranks and was now in charge of the states southern district.  The past few years there has been an influx of Mexican Nationals coming over the border looking for work.  Catching the illegal immigrants and returning them to their country was not Agent Harris’ priority.  Keeping them safe was first on his list.  A body smuggling ring, who we call Coyote’s, give the illegal immigrants a ride over the border for a fee.  When they arrive in the states some are released and others that are known to have or mistaken to have wealthy relatives are taken to a ‘drop house’.  In the ‘drop house’ the men are tied up, their feet cut and their shoes are taken from them.  If they were able to escape they couldn’t run.  They are tortured and receive very little food or water. 
                  The Coyote’s send word to family members asking for a ransom or they will kill their family member.  Some families can round up the demanded ransom but there are many without funds to send the Coyote’s.  The Mexicans whose families do not pay the ransom are taken deep into the desert, shot between the eyes and left for the vultures to devour.
                  Agent Harris and his team of agents have zeroed in on the body smuggling operation.  They do not know who the leader is but they know he is working out of Coopersville, a small knit town in the high desert.  It’s been difficult to infiltrate the body smuggling ring but they are closing in on them.  They need a break. 
                  Agent Harris called Agent Sam Parker into his office.
                  “Agent Parker, we have word from an informant there’s a ‘drop house’ on Fifth Street.”  Agent Harris