Hey! I don't know where this story came from, I guess it just kinda came to me, I know that I haven't updated my other story in a while but it is in the works, I have writers block and the only way that I can get over that is to write something else, so here is my something else!
Hahaha, I hope that you like it! Please review!
"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. We have a new case today, it is about this priceless painting that was stolen from a classy, uptown penthouse belonging to Richard Lowe, he inherited a lot of money and is into investing." Peter Burke opened as he handed out files to his team, which included Neal Caffrey (Peter's CI).
"What painting was stolen?" Neal asked.
"Don't know, all Lowe said was that it went missing and he isn't sure how. He has top of the line security and everyone as to go through a metal detector to get in and to get out. Supposedly, nothing can get past the security that he has" Peter explained.
"But something did." Neal stated.
"Correct. Now we have to go figure out who, and how." Peter stated, "Neal, you and I are going to Lowe's to see what we can find. And the rest of you are going to do what you can from here, I want back rounds for all members of security, got it?" Peter asked.
His team nodded before getting up and going to their desks to start their work, while Neal walked over to Peter; "So what do you plan to do while we are at Lowe's?" he asked.
"Well, I hope to get some answers." Peter said with a sigh as he walked out of the conference room and into his office to get his stuff.
When they arrived at the penthouse and went through security they headed up to the elevator to go to Lowe's office. While they were in the elevator, Peter and Neal didn't even notice there was someone else in the elevator with them, until she spoke up.
"Neal Caffrey, wow." She said.
Peter and Neal turned around only to see a teenaged girl leaning up against the wall of the elevator staring at them.
"Who are you?" Neal asked in bewilderment.
"Excellent question. Lets say that it is Liza for now." She said in a laid back manner, then standing up straight, "Nice to meet you. And you must be Peter Burke." Liza observed, sticking her hand out to the both of them.
"How do you know our names?" Peter asked in the same manner that Neal asked his question, bewilderment.
"Anyone that reads the papers and pays attention to the world would know who you two are." She replied simply, "So may I ask why you two are here?"
"We are investigating a stolen painting. And you?" Peter answered.
"What painting?" Liza asked, ignoring Peter's question.
"I don't know what painting," Peter answered, "We are here to get details."
"Oh, I wonder if I happen to know where the painting is, I saw one the other day when I was looking for an ear ring that I dropped." She told them, never loosing the composure that she had, "I thought that it looked a little out of place, but I didn't really question it cause it's not my place. Would you like me to show you?" she asked.
Liza reminded Peter of someone he knew, but he couldn't put a finger on whom it was, but he knew it was someone, "Yes, if you could, that would be great." Peter answered suspiciously as the elevator doors opened to the floor that they needed.
"Oh, cool. We are even on the right floor," Liza said as she exited the elevator and walked down the hall, she turned around and gave the men a confident smile, "How convenient?"
Peter and Neal just exchanged looks of confusion before following this "Liza" girl.
As they walked down the hall, they saw that Liza was looking at each door, as if trying to remember. Then she stopped, "I do believe it is in here." She said, and opened the door, and sure enough, there it was.
"Wow," Neal said, picking up the painting, "I am pretty sure this is it. Wow! This is a master piece!" Neal marveled, while examining the piece.
"Well let's go see for sure if this is what we are looking for." Peter said to Neal, he then turned to Liza and asked; "Would you please show us the way to Mr. Lowe's office?"
"Yeah, sure." Liza shrugged, " Follow me." she finished with another one of her confident smiles.
They walked down the hallway, past the elevator and then made a right before she said; "Here we are!" and opened the door. Richard Lowe was inside acing back and forth, but he stopped when he heard the door open, when he turned and saw to strange men with Liza, he lost it!
"Really?" He yelled at Liza, "I cancel the meeting because I don't want to support you and you go and get your lawyers on me? That's real mature, Liza, real mature!"
"Well, come to find out, I don't need you money, yesterday after the meeting I got a call and someone has already signed me, so ya see, you are just making a spectacle of yourself here." Liza replied, completely cool, never loosing her temper or raising her voice, "This is Agent Burke and Neal Caffrey from the FBI, they have some news about your painting, but judging by your reaction to them, I guess you don't want to here it."
"Wait! You are from the FBI?" Richard asked Peter and Neal.
"Yes, we are." Peter answered, "And we have found your painting."
"Really? That's great!" Richard replied, just noticing that Neal was holding it at his side, "I guess that means you know who took it to, don't you?" he asked eagerly.
"Actually, it doesn't appear t have been stolen." Peter answered, "It was found in a closet down the hall from here. Did you even search the building after it had disappeared?"
"Well . . . um . . . I don't think that ended up getting done, now that you mention it." Richard explained.
"Well you should have." Peter told him.
"But how would it get there in the first place?" Richard asked, "I bet you did it!" he said, turning his attention back to Liza, "You stole my painting when I left you alone to go take that phone call that I had, didn't you? Didn't you?" He yelled at her, and got in her face.
Liza seemed confused that, but she very calmly replied; "I don't know what you are talking about sir, but i would like to take this chance to leave before you make things get out of hand, good day to you sir." she said calmly and with a smile that Peter could have sworn he had seen somewhere before, but could not really place it.
"Wait!" Peter called after her before she left, "Could you wait out in the hall for us please? Thanks." Liza nodded and stepped out of the room.
As soon as the door shut, Peter turned to Richard, "Thank you for your time, sir. I am glad that your painting was able to be recovered. We will do our best to find out who did this." Peter said briskly, "We will be in touch." he finished before exiting the room with Neal following closely behind him.
Peter had to find out who this Liza girl was, and how she knew so much about him and his consultant.
So, what do you think? Please review, and to all the people that want an update from The Person That Changed it All, I will do the best I can with what I have, but we are expecting hurricane-like winds in about 2 hours. So I will be without power and internet for a while, but as long as my laptop has a charge, I should be able to type it up, just not get it to you right away, but I promise that I will either type a chapter for this story or for the other one, or maybe even both tomorrow and put it up for you as soon as possible.
Thanks for letting me ramble on there for a minute, have a good night or day, whatever you are at right now, and I will type you all again! Please review! :)
