A Moonlit ***

The Dying Debate

"Eric, did you find anything from the phone?"
"Yeah, the call that Ms. Abhrams was talking about,"
"I'm listening."
"It was made from a pay phone in down town."
"Were you able to trace it back to the street or anything?"
"No. We tried but nothing seemed to work."
"Alright. Kathy, I need you to find a Mr. Michale Rubank. See if he has had any arrests. We're going to need to get his fingerprints."
"Yeah, I'm on it. But why, we didn't find any fingerprints at the crime scene."
"I know, it's for my own personal comfort."
"Alright."
"Dave! You're never gonna believe what I found out about this, Michale Rubank."
"Im listening."
"Well, he had a side job. He made fake birth and death certificates and also helped people fake their own death."
"So if Mr. Rubank helps with faking deaths and making fake identities and there were no bodies at either murder scene and Mr. Rubank is lying low then we need to find these girls and especially Mr. Rubank. Is there an address for Mr. Rubank?"
"Umm, yeah there is."
"Then we're going to pay Mr. Rubank a little visit."