When I'm a Rock and Roll Star
Aura Thundera
deonii@yahoo.com

Disclaimer:  All Dead Zone characters are the property of their respective owners (Lions Gate, USA, etc.).  
I created Snipe and Carhartt, although Carhartt was inspired by watching a little too much Behind The Music.


    "Sheriff Bannerman?"

    Walt Bannerman turned around.  There was a man in a stiffly starched suit standing behind him.  Everything about the man's posture and dress screamed "Lawyer!".  Walt sighed.  The day was not improving.

    "Is there something that I can help you with?"  Walt asked.

    "I am Michael Snipe, of Snipe & Hunter Associates.  My employers have reason to believe that Devon Carhartt is living in Cleaves Mills.  We need your help to ascertain whether or not this is true."

    Walt snorted.  "Carhartt is dead.  How can he be living in Cleaves Mills?"

    "He was kidnapped, and presumed dead when his captors never released him.  We now have reason to believe that he was not murdered and instead was released and is alive today."  The lawyer dug into the breast pocket of his suit coat and produced a computer-generated photo.  "This is what we believe Carhartt looks like today.  If there is anyone in Cleaves Mills that resembles this photo, we would like to be informed so that we can interview them."

    Walt took the picture.  "We'll give you a call if we find anything, but I doubt it.  You'll also have to understand that this isn't going to be a priority for us.  We have a lot of more recent crimes to deal with."

    "Just check this out, please.  We believe that Carhartt is alive, and you may be able to help us finally discover who kidnapped him back in 1973.  If you find him."  Snipe turned and walked out of the building.

    "Devon Carhartt.  He thinks Devon Carhartt is living here,"  Walt muttered incredulously and chucked the picture onto his desk.  A brief thought of taking the picture to Johnny Smith scuttled through his head, but he stomped it flat and returned to his work.

***

    "Megan said that she saw a lawyer leaving the station this morning.  One she didn't recognize."  Sarah said as she put out the dinner plates.  "She said he had a rental car from that place down near the airport."

    Walt looked up at his wife.  "Has anyone ever told Megan that she's a horrible busybody?"

    "She means well,"  Sarah said.  "I told her that you probably arrested someone who wasn't local and they brought in their own lawyer."

    Walt concentrated his attention on his dinner.  "Good.  Let her believe that."

    "So that wasn't what was going on?"

    Walt looked up at Sarah.  "No.  Some lawyer name Michael Snipe showed up today claiming that Devon Carhartt is alive and living in Cleaves Mills.  He gave me a computer printout of what Carhartt should look like now, and expects us to track down everyone in town who looks like the picture."

    "Devon Carhartt?  As in the Devon Carhartt?  That teen idol kidnapped and murdered in 1973?"  Sarah asked.  "The one who used to sing on his TV show all the time?"

    "That would be the one."

    "Why do they think that he's alive?  I thought he had been murdered shortly after being kidnapped."

    "Beats me.  This Snipe guy just showed up at the station this morning saying that his employers had reason to believe that Carhartt was alive."

    Sarah thought for a moment.  "Why don't you let Johnny look at the picture?  He may be able to tell you something.  Might just be why this lawyer thinks Carhartt is alive, but it would be something."

    Walt rolled his eyes.  "I am not running to Johnny with everything that lands on my desk.  And I'm certainly not going to waste my time on this load of bull, much less his.  I'll call him when I need his help."

    "Why don't you let Johnny decide if looking at this picture is a waste of his time?"  Sarah asked.  "Just give him a phone call and ask."

    "Can I at least eat dinner first?"  Walt said, and viciously stuck his fork into an unprotesting piece of chicken.

So... what did you think?  Feel free to let me know, since this is my first adventure into the land of TDZ fanfic and while I know where I'm going in other fandoms, this one is relatively new to me.