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Chapter 4

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It took Jenna a few hours to recreate all of the lost evidence. By the time she was ready at 1:00 pm, the conference room looked like a war room. Photos, maps, phone records… they were all there, either plastered all over the walls or stacked neatly in one of seemingly hundreds of binder-clipped piles.

"Wow," Danny said, upon walking into the room, "Office depot must love us."

"Yeah," Kono added, pulling out a chair and sitting down, "but the tree-huggers, not so much."

"A necessary evil in this case," Steve said, as he walked in with a fresh cup of coffee.

"More coffee? You must really be tired." Danny smiled humorously at Chin, who was already seated next to him. "You know, Steve never has a second cup of coffee at home."

Chin laughed. "I bet he likes it black, just like his…"

"Ok, ok," Steve interrupted, holding up his hand. "Enough already with the Airplane quotes. Let's just get on with it."

He sat down and gestured towards Jenna to start. Three hours later, they were all fully informed, but no closer to tracking down Wo Fat's whereabouts then when they started.

"Ok, guys," Steve said, "let's take a break and meet back here in 10 minutes." They all stood and stretched.

"I need some more caffeine. Anyone want anything?" Jenna asked.

They all shook their heads. "No, we're good," Steve replied.

Chin watched Jenna leave the room and walk down the hall before he spoke. "Here is what I don't understand- who sent the postcards to you and the tape recorder to Jenna? And why?"

Steve rubbed his eyes. "Yeah, I've been trying to figure that out, too."

"It just doesn't make sense," Kono answered, shaking her head. "We know Hiro had the box with all the evidence inside. Why didn't he destroy it?"

"Maybe he thought it would be useful later," Danny said.

"But for what?" Kono asked.

"Maybe blackmail?" Danny answered. "Or insurance? If Hiro knew the evidence could implicate Wo Fat, maybe he kept it around to make sure Wo Fat didn't try anything funny."

"But if that's the case, why would Hiro send it back to us?" Kono asked. "Wouldn't he want to keep it?"

"It seems that way. There's got to be something there that we are missing." Steve shook his head. "And we still have no idea who sent us the packages. Hiro's in jail. If he ordered the evidence sent back to us, someone on the outside knew where it was. Or had it all along."

"Which brings us back to our new CIA analyst…" Chin said, treading gently. "Steve, are you sure you can trust her? It is a little suspicious that you get the postcards in the mail and then a week later she appears with the tape recorder."

"Yeah. I know," Steve said, resigned.

"But…" Kono prompted.

Steve sighed. "But so far, she checks out ok. And although she came in here trying to intimidate me with a BS story, I understand why she did it. She was desperate to know what we know. She just went about trying to get that information the wrong way. She's trying to get justice for her fiancé, just like I'm trying to get justice for my parents."

"And you don't think your… sympathy… for her situation has clouded your judgment?" Chin asked.

"No. I don't." Steve shook his head, then looked at Danny. "I learned my lesson with Nick Taylor."

Danny nodded. "You know, Chin, I had the same concerns as you. But I've been watching Jenna all day, and I just don't get a malicious vibe from her. Young, naive, motivated, nerdy, awkward, and probably in over her head, yes. But evil intent or ulterior motives? No. I don't get that from her at all. Still, it wouldn't hurt for all of us to keep an eye on her, just in case."

"Agreed." Chin nodded.

Kono lifted her head minutely. "Here she comes, guys."

"So," Danny asked as Jenna walked into the room, "did anyone notice Leonard's has a new flavor of malasadas?"

Jenna gave Danny a strange look and then she set her coffee down and started to look through a stack of papers.

"Smooth, brah," Kono chuckled under her breath as they all took their seats.

Danny shrugged and grinned.

"Ok, guys," Steve said, "let's take another look at the postcards. Maybe whoever returned them to us left a print or something. Or anything."

"It's a good thing we get these things for free," Danny said as he pulled on a pair of latex gloves.

They spilt-up the postcards between them five ways and started looking.

Kono was intently studying her third postcard when something caught her eye. "Steve, could you come here for a minute?"

"Sure." Steve got up, walked over, and stood behind Kono's chair, leaning over her shoulder. "Whatcha got?"

Kono pointed to an address on the postcard. "You see that?"

Steve looked closely and nodded. "It looks like two different pens were used. They are both black ball-point, but it looks like the color saturation of the ink is a little different."

"That's what I thought too. Do you remember that from before?" Kono asked.

Steve furrowed his brow and shook his head. "No, I don't." Steve looked at Chin. "Could you pull up the pictures that Mary made?"

"Sure. Just give me just a second." Chin stood and walked out of the conference room to the computer in the bullpen, the rest of the team following him. He worked quickly and after a few seconds the digital picture that Mary took of the postcard appeared. With a flick of his wrist, Chin sent the image flying onto the large hanging monitor.

Danny smiled. "Steve, I love your sister."

Steve walked up to the screen to get a better view, holding up the postcard for comparison.

"The marks made by the different pen are new," Steve said. "They weren't there before." He turned to Jenna. "You didn't accidently make them, did you?"

Jenna shook her head. "No. I was very careful. I never even looked at the postcards near a pen."

Steve walked back and showed the rest of the team. "See this address? These two lines before it were added."

"But what are the lines?" Kono asked. "Are they supposed to be ones or hash marks?"

"I'm not sure, but my guess is they are ones." Steve said, piecing it all together. "It looks like someone was changing the address. Instead of 544 Kamehameha Highway, it's 11544 Kamehameha Highway. And, if I remember correctly, there's nothing at 544 Kamehameha Highway. I drove out there a few months ago and there was nothing there."

"You're right, there's not." Chin spoke, not looking up from the computer. "But there is something at 11544 Kamehameha Highway." He flicked his wrist again and a satellite photo flew up on the screen.

"What's that?" Jenna asked.

"An old abandoned cannery," Chin answered.

Steve looked at Danny. "It looks like we're going for a drive, partner."

Danny frowned. "I changed my mind, Steve. I hate your sister."

Steve ignored the remark. "If someone changed the address, then there's something they want us to see there. Or someone they want us to meet."

"Or there is one other scenario…" Danny said, his voice trailing off.

"What's that?" Jenna asked.

Steve nodded grimly. "That it's a trap."

To be continued…

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A/N- Yes, I made up the addresses. But our beloved H50 writers do the same thing, so I'm ok with it. But I did try to use some logic. Kamehameha Hwy does have the Dole plantation on it, so it seemed reasonable there could be another cannery on the same road somewhere else.