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Chapter Three - Mysterious Women

The interviews to the victims' familiars had finally been concluded - no one revealed details with major importance to help the investigation conducted by Randy Orton's team. If it wasn't the information given by Dr. Davis - information yet to know if it should be followed or not - they would have returned with empty hands.

Back to the bureau of investigation, Randy had been welcome by a not very friendly Stephanie McMahon who was waiting for him - the brunette was in sour mood when approached him. A quick exchange of words guided them to Randy's office, leaving Natalya to analyze the testimonials all by herself.

- Do you want to know why the name of the doctor who you and Randy visit sounded me familiar? - Ted asked from the other side of the line. The hype in his voice anticipated good news.

- Ted, you know I don't like to be teased. - The double meaning commentary was heard by a bureau officer, who was passing by Nattie's side at the moment the words were pronounced. The agent sent Natalya a reproachful glance, which was quickly ignored by the blonde. Having relationships with coworkers was strictly forbidden. As far as Natalya was concerned, she hadn't to worry with such restriction - her relationship with Ted was only a very good friendship.

- I read it in an agenda. - The smile drawn by Natalya's soft lips almost vanished. She had yet to know in which agenda he read it, but the blonde didn't feel confident as before; she wasn't sure this call would get them closer of the killers. - Our first couple did therapy with Dr. Davis too.

- Their names weren't on the list they gave us - the Canadian exclaimed confused. The list had been sent to Gail, but another copy had been printed and given to her and Randy in the medical office. She had cautiously scanned the list and she didn't read their names.

- I said they did therapy. At the time they were murdered, they weren't seeing Dr. Davis anymore. By the agenda, the last session was in January.

Those weren't good news. The list only contained the name of the patients that were still seeing the therapist. As it wasn't already a difficult investigation, now they would have to investigate old patients too. How many people would they need to put under vigilance?

- Do you want me and Cody to go to the therapist's office? - The male agent asked interrupting Natalya's silence. - We can ask him about his old patients.

- I would appreciate it. - Natalya hung up her cell phone and placed it on top of the messy desk. Randy wouldn't be happy about it.

Rising up from her desk, the Canadian agent made her way through the room until she reached her superior's office. To her dismay the door was still locked and voices could be heard from the inside. Since they returned to cross the new information received with the one given when the case was presented, Randy was closed in his office talking with Stephanie - an almost one hour and half conversation.

Turning her body, Natalya decided to pay Gail a visit. The Korean descent was still searching for the addresses of the patients on list.

- I bring bad news - the blonde announced giving sign of her presence. She sat on top of Gail's desk and crossed her legs up. - I wanted to share them first with Randy, but he is busy with Stephanie. Did she forget we have people to save?

- Do you know Stephanie already has a substitute to me? - Gail began rambling on without removing her eyes from the computer's monitor. The last two hours hadn't been easy for Miss Kim. - I was with her half hour teaching her how to work with my computer. I had to show her all the programs and files in half hour. - She tightened her grip on the computer's mouse. - I have been working with you for three years. How is she going to do with only half hour of experience?

- Your substitute should have been here months ago. Did you forget you never exactly told Randy how far you were in your pregnancy? Gail, you should be home with your baby, not here.

- Justin is able to take care of her just for one day. - Natalya rolled her eyes in disapprove. The new-mother saw the expression, but as people say: ignorance is your best friend. - As a matter of fact, Justin is a better parent than me.

- A baby needs a mother and a father. I'm sure you are an excellent mother - Natalya tried to comfort Gail. She had known about Gail's parenthood insecurities since the Asian discovered the unwanted pregnancy and had always been there to cheer her up. - And even if Justin can put her to sleep faster than you, you shouldn't forget he can't breastfeeding the baby. Only the mommy can to do it.

- I left at least ten full bottles of milk inside the fridge - Gail replied, making Natalya realize the cheering up words weren't going anywhere.

Taking a deep breath, the blonde Canadian changed subject and shared the latest information given by the two members of the team who were on the field.

- Ted called me and the doctor's names showed up again. The other murdered couple used to visit him.

- But they were not on the list. - Gail's slanted eyes turned to Nattie in bewilderment. It was the first time they faced the Canadian and not the computer's monitor.

- It seems their therapy sessions ended two months ago. Ted and Cody already went to pay Dr. Davis another visit to ask him about his old patients.

Not only didn't the conversation go further because the scarcity of more information, but because Randy's office door was finally opened after one hour and half locked. With the curiosity aroused, all eyes swerved at Randy and Stephanie's direction - the latest made her way through the bureau to walk off the department.

A sullen Randy Orton stood behind watching her. It was clear as crystal he wasn't pleasant exchange of words - and when Randy was not happy, he was not a person you should mess with.

- Thank you for being so helpful. We apologize for abusing of your goodwill. - Without reveal the delight he felt by seeing Dr. Davis's obsessed expression - something in the man didn't inspire him confidence -, Ted excused, one more time, for importuning his time.

As far as their feet touched the reception' floor, the two agents heard the door behind them slamming. For a long time, Dr. Davis wouldn't want anything to do with federal agents - or any kind of legal officers.

- Doesn't this man read newspapers? - Cody grumbled. It had been incredibly difficult to believe the doctor didn't have a clue about his patients' murders. - His patients are killed as flies and he says nothing.

- In both couples the husband was a cheater. We have a pattern - Ted spoke, ignoring Cody's growls. He may have not liked the man, but he wouldn't blame him for his ignorance. Both assassinates have been already featured in the journals, but with little to no details and weren't published in the first page - the bureau wanted to keep the investigation quiet to not alarm the murderers. - Now, Gail needs to give us the patients' addresses and we will have to discover the unfaithful husbands to put them and their wives under protection.

Ted chuckled and received quick odd glance by Cody. In five years - almost six - of work, Ted DiBiase never imagined he would end up protecting unfaithful men who didn't know how to keep their pants on.

- I didn't remember the receptionist was so good looking. - Cody Rhodes' attention was stolen by the new receptionist. While he and Ted were in Dr. Davis' office, the shift of a much younger secretary had started.

- Weren't you already mocked by some girl today?

- When a door closes, another is open - Cody replied with a smirk on his face. A pretty blonde woman in her twenties was on the reception. She was talking on the phone and her delicate fingers ran through her long blonde hair. Her sparkly pink nails contrasted with the light hair color.

"Sparkly pink nails?" Cody asked himself and froze in the middle of the room. The same color of the fake nail he found out a couple of hours ago. Not sharing his discover with his partner, the dark hair man walked to her. He paid more attention to her nails during the short trek - one of them was definitely missing.

- What are you doing? - Ted queried when caught Cody walking back to the desk. Did Cody momentarily forget they were working? Shaking his head, Ted walked out of the building. He had to call one more time to Natalya and then to Gail. His task would give Cody time enough to be dispatched by another woman.

- Miss, can we talk for a moment? - Cody showed the woman his badge and identification. The young woman looked at him. The smile etched across her face faded away and the phone was turned off.

With not previous warning, the woman threw the phone against Cody, hitting him on the forehead. She moved away from the desk, swerving from the special agent, who wasn't able to catch her.

She ran out of the building given little no time to Cody to go after her without lose her. The woman should have been a marathon runner, not the receptionist of some therapist. When Cody reached the outside, Ted DiBiase stared at him with a victorious smile upon his face. The pretty woman was fighting on his arms to get freed from his grip.

Ted had been caught off guard when saw the woman running out of the building. But as he had been caught off guard, as did her. Simply concerned with Cody the woman hadn't seen the other agent and ran into his arms.

- First, a girl gives you the wrong cell phone number and now - his eyes moved from Cody to the woman who was using all her strength to hit him -, this girl runs from you. Your charm is not working Mr. Rhodes.

Cody bit his tongue - not literally - and simply faced his partner with a less-than-amused expression.

After the detention, the young woman, named Eliza Price, was brought to the bureau of investigation to be questioned. While Randy Orton conducted the interrogatory, the last four members of the team watched it in the adjacent room by a small computer monitor installed a few hours before for their use.

- I had her - Cody muttered in a foul mood. A small bump on his forehead was visible.

- No, you didn't. - By the corner of his eye, he glanced at Cody. Since they caught the female suspect, the dark haired man was accusing him of ruining his arrest. But the truth was, if Ted hadn't intervened, the suspect would have run away and they would be searching for her.

- Between my baby screaming at the middle of the night and you two picking on each other, - the attention from both men were directed to Gail Kim, who was with her arms folded paying attention to Eliza Price's interrogatory, - I rather hear my daughter crying as the World is coming to an end.

- It's hard to listen to Randy, when you don't shut up your mouth. - The blonde Canadian tried to amplify the sound, but the voices were still hard to listen to. She should have asked to install better equipment.

- By the way, why are we all locked here? - Ted queried. Usually, they assisted the interrogatories in an appropriated room, prepared for those same reasons. - We could be in video room watching it. Better view and sound.

- Stephanie is looking for us to present Gail's replacement. This will be the last place she will look for us - Nattie explained. A few photos had already been collocated on top of the table.

- You don't have to worry Gail. We will make sure she won't feel as she is home. In a few days, you will be back. - Ted winked at Gail. The only blonde in the room, elbowed him on the abdomen. Gail had to stay home with her new-born baby, not working with them. As much she wasn't fond of a newcomer to their team, she wouldn't make no one's life miserable when Gail's place was at home.

- When you and Cody see her, you will droll all over her - Gail grumbled in a whisper. She had already met the woman and, as it should be expected, she wasn't in love with her substitute.

- Can you shut up? - This time, Cody did the request. Unexpectedly, Ted stood in silence without mocking him - probably because he was recovering from Nattie's attack.

- We know you haven't acted alone. - Randy pushed the photos' closer of the suspect. Two photos and each one of them belonged to the two assassinated couples. Eliza turned her head to the white wall. - Until this morning, we didn't even know about your existence. One of your nails was found at the crime scene.

- How do you know it is mine? - From the middle of a file, he took off a plastic bag with the evidence and showed her. She hid her hands under the table.

- You may not tell us who and where your partner is, but we will find him with your help or not. If you told us, everything would be easier for us and for you. - The woman wouldn't break-in. Randy took a deep breath and proposed to her an alluring offer. - Four people are dead. It's clear you aren't going to leave jail for a long time. With a deal, we could make your years in prison comfortable. - Eliza stayed in silence. She wasn't going to accuse her partner in crime; she was not going to accept a deal. - Why did you do it?

For the first time since she entered in the room, Randy saw some kind of emotion on her. Her pinks lips transformed in a wicked smile.

- Cheaters don't like to be cheated, did you know? How do you think they felt seeing their wife with another man?

- So, you did it because you were cheated? You shouldn't have ruined your life because of a guy.

- I'm graduating in Psychology in June. It all makes part of my final thesis. - Randy raised his eyebrow. He should already be used to twisted minds. - My thesis is going to show that men have no problems when they are the cheaters, but they don't admit their wife to do the same without serious repercussions. - Her eyes shone while revealing her research. - Did you know most men who kill their wife because caught her cheating on them, were committing adultery too?

- Why my parents never believed study can lead to death? - Cody mumbled. This woman was so obsessed with her thesis that didn't know anymore the difference between wrong and right.

A few mores questions were done by Randy, but the team didn't listen to them because the door behind them was opened. The four elements turned they attention to the two women who crossed the door-frame. The presence of the unknown woman paralyzed Cody and the other male in the room noticed it.

- I'm glad I found you - Stephanie said and grinned at them. She placed her hand on the mysterious blonde's shoulder. - May I present you Maryse Ouellet. She is going to substitute Gail while she is enjoying her maternity leave.

- Hi - the platinum blonde's tricky accent echoed through the small room. She was wearing a white necked blouse and a black high-waisted pencil skirt. Her seven inch heels were black. Her impeccable hair screamed the word flawless. This woman was certainly a vision for the men's eyes.

- I'm Natalya Neidhart. - She stood in front and made the presentations. - This is Ted DiBiase - the hand touched the man at her left side shoulder and then she pointed at the one who was almost hidden behind Ted - and this is Cody Rhodes. We will be your team.

- Nice to meet you. I can't wait to start working on with you.

- We can't wait to work on with you too - a charming Ted DiBiase spoke. Nattie tried to elbow him again, but he stopped her this time. The woman would have to make up her mind: first she hit him because he told Gail they were going to make her replacement life's a living hell and now she tried to hit him for being nice with Maryse.

- Now that the presentations are done, - Stephanie looked at Maryse - let's go pick up your identification card, so you can start working tomorrow.

As quick the door was closed leaving the four adults behind as quick Ted spoke again: - What do you think? - The question was directed to Cody - the numb expression didn't go unnoticed by the other man in the room -, nevertheless, Natalya was the one who answered him first.

- She won't survive one day in those heels.

- I think you were the only who looked at her shoes. - A malicious smirk accompanied the remark done by Ted. The eventual support from Cody wasn't received raising him suspicions a little bit more.

The Canadian sent a glance in Gail's direction waiting for her support. Boys noticed cleavages; women inspected the clothes - one of those weird laws of Nature.

Distracted by her cell phone buzzing, the other female in the room didn't provide any argument to the discussion.

- I have to go home - Gail announced when saw it was Justin, who was calling her one more time. Only at that moment, the Korean descent realized it already was twenty-five past eight.

With Gail's departure, Ted didn't wait one second more to confirm his suspicions: - She is the girl who gave you the wrong cell phone number this morning, isn't she?

- Shut up. - This was not how Cody Rhodes intended his day to end. The day he thought no one would ruin it for him ended up being a total disaster.

- She is way out of your league - Ted joked and then placed his hand on top of Cody's shoulder. To his surprise, he wasn't shoved away. - Well, in consequence of your embarrassment, I'm going to pay you a drink. Nattie, do you want to come with us?

- I wouldn't lose a free drink for nothing. - The lovely blonde wrapped her arms around Cody's waist. - Think positive Cody, now you have another opportunity to get her cell phone number.

For the first time in weeks, Randy arrived home before the lights were turned off. Placing the house's key on top of the coffee table, he followed the sounds of his wife and baby girl. Inside the kitchen, Candice was trying to convince Abigail to eat cereal porridge - Randy couldn't blame his daughter for not wanting to eat it.

- Hi. - His lips touched Abby's forehead and then connected with his wife's. The tall man walked to the fridge and opened it.

- How was your day? - Candice asked without quitting her task. Abigail was stubborn, but Candice was more than her. One more similarity Randy saw between his wife and daughter. They were very alike physically - from Randy, Abby had only inherited the eyes' color - and Randy had a strong feeling those wouldn't be the only similarities when the baby grew up.

- Very productive. - He took off from the fridge a bottle of water. Before heading home, he had eaten a quick snack. After a busy day his appetite was null. - We resolved a case in less than twenty-four hours. Now, I have to wait for a call confirming the partner has been captured. How was yours?

- Not as productive as yours - the attorney answered. It had spent four months since she returned to work - Randy's income had been enough to allow her to spend an extra-time home with their daughter - and she hadn't receive an interesting case to work on. - Did you think about what I told this morning?

- Next week, you, I and Abby are out of here - he announced. A smile blossomed on Candice's face. Randy didn't want to admit, but Dr. Davis words had affected him in a little bit. This was Randy's way to show he had a healthy relationship with his other half.

- Are you sure? Don't you have a lot of work?

- I think I deserve a week off. Natalya can take care of the boys. - He wrapped his arms around his daughter and took her off the high-chair. The sleepy baby was becoming cranky and Candice wouldn't convince to eat one more spoonful. - I'll put on her bed.

When he was under the kitchen's door-frame, Candice's voice echoed through the small space.

- By the way, - Randy glanced at his wife over his shoulder - I spoke with my parents today and they will stay with Abby while we are out.

With a smirk on his lips, Randy walked out of the kitchen. He and Candice without doubt didn't need a Dr. Davis in their lives. His was in a happy marriage and had a one-year old daughter. What could Randy Orton wish more?