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a time, see if we can get a fix on this broadcast, then decide from there what we want to do. Okay?”
    Doyle nodded, and stood, pacing about the kitchen.
    “Okay, build the unit and we can tune in tonight and see if we can get a fix on the place.”

                  When it was completed, the unit looked like a small sat nav, with a series of dials on the front. It was just a few minutes to ten o clock, and Doyle and Terry were apprehensive.
                    “As soon as he starts to broadcast, this unit should be able to pinpoint the source of the transmission.” Terry said.
                  Doyle nodded, impressed and nervous in equal measure. “Then what?”
    Terry sighed, and rubbed his temples. “I don’t know, I haven’t thought that far ahead.”
    “Maybe we shouldn’t do this.”
    “ Why not? I don’t see what harm it can do.”
    “ Do we really know that? I mean this is far from an ordinary situation, Terry.”
    “ Then why bring me in on it? You wanted my help to find answers, didn’t you?”
    “ I did — I do . I just don’t want us to get in over our heads that’s all.”
    Terry was about to respond when the static cleared, and the broadcast began. He picked up the unit and looked at Doyle.
    “Well?” He asked.
    Doyle licked his lips, and tried to still the gnawing in his stomach.
    “Okay, go ahead and do it.”
    Terry nodded, and turned on the device, as the DJ went into his motor mouth routine.
     
    Just one day to the weekend late night listeners and we are going to get you in the party spirit tonight. We have an exclusive interview with the legend, the megastar. Michael Jackson is here in the studio tonight to talk about the circumstances of his death, and we also have worldwide exclusives from Tupac Shakur and the one, the only, the godfather of soul, James Brown. But first, some breaking news. Word has just reached DJ D, that the world famous rapper, Big T, has been shot and killed in a drive by shooting outside his Los Angeles home.
     
    “ Check the news, and the internet.” Terry said.
    “ On it.” Doyle shot back as he powered up his laptop.
     
    Big T’s album, It’s All About T, went triple platinum just last year, and his fans are said to be devastated. His family have asked to be left alone to grieve in private. This one goes out to all the Big T fans, here is global number one smash hit, It Ain't Over ‘til the Phat lady sings. Check it out.
     
    “Anything?” Terry asked as he tweaked the controls on the device.
    “ Nothing, not a damn thing.” Doyle responded as he cycled through the local news sites. “I’ll go check the TV, see if the news channels have anything.”
    Doyle stood and left the room, as Terry continued to tweak the device to the back drop of Big T’s colourful rap.
    Doyle came back into the room. “Nothing on the news, or the internet. The guy isn’t dead.”
    “ Not yet.” Terry said softly, as Doyle sat on the bed.
    “ Is it working yet?”
    “ Almost. The signal is bouncing all over the damn place. Give me a minute to fix it.”
     
    That was Big T with, It Ain’t Over ‘til the Phat Lady Sings, played in tribute to the man himself, who was shot and killed in what looks to be a gang related attack. Rest in peace T. Next up, we have  our interview with the one, the only Michael Jackson, but first, check out the sultry tones of the beautiful Selina, with, All I Want is You, right here with DJ D, on 99.9 AM.
     
    “Got it. Terry said, flashing a grin. “He’s broadcasting around three miles from here. My guess is from a motorhome or something.”
    Doyle nodded, staring at the device in Terry’s hands.
    “So, what’s the plan?” Terry pushed.
    “ What do you think?”
    “ I say we drive out there and take a look.”
    “ That sounds pretty risky.”
    “ We drive, we look, and we come back. No leaving the car, no hero stuff.”
    “ I don’t know Terry; I have a really, really bad feeling