Europol Called

Seriously. They called here. Looking for Sharif (sp?). I've mentioned Ahmed and his mother before, but occasionally we get calls for Sharif too. I figure they are all related. I knew that kid was bad.

So the call goes something like this:

Voice on Phone[sing-song tone]: Hallloooo.

Me [Thinking it's B-]: Hey what's up?

Voice on Phone: Oh? Do you speak Dutch?

Me: No sorry. I thought you were someone else.

Voice on Phone [still a little sing-song]: Ok. This is Europol calling. We are looking for Sharif.

Me: Yeah, we get phone calls for them all the time, but it's the wrong number.

Europol [sounding confused]: This is not the number for Sharif?

Me: Nah, like I said we get calls all the time for him and for the mother of Ahmed, but they don't live here.

Europol: You see the last time he called here it came from this number, and we took note of that. And we believe that he is still using this number.

Me: Well, we got this number in December, so I think the phone company just turned over the number too soon. Like I said, we get calls all the time.

Europol [a little disappointedly]: Ok I see. And do you live at X street?

Me: No. We live at Y.

Europol: Ok, thank you. Good bye.

Man, the trail has run cold.