Sharp
Chapter 6
Kate walked into the room on the Navy Yard, it reminded her of the Bull Pen, only nicer and cleaner, and she pushed the thought in a different direction.
"Hi" Kate looked at the man who practically leapt out of his seat to greet her "I got this" he told the guard with her "Tony, Special Senior Agent Anthony DiNozzo, what can I do for you?"
He had a nice smile, she'd give him that "I'm here to see Gibbs" she said.
"Aren't they all" he sighed "He's out at the moment, he shouldn't be long"
"Ziva David" a middle eastern woman held out her hand "Are you from the NYPD?"
"Kate Howard" they shook hands "And yes"
"NYPD?" Tony frowned.
"Kate is here to receive some sniper training" Ziva told him impatiently "From Gibbs" she told him, seeing him open his mouth to speak "And I will be helping"
"Oh" Tony said, killer smile in place "Well perhaps I can show you around? We could grab some lunch while you wait?"
"Thanks Tony" Kate smiled "That'd be good"
Kate caught the eye rolling of Agent David and realised there was something she was maybe missing here.
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"Ok-oh-kay" Flack stared at Charles Graham, arms folded across his chest "So what fairytale you gonna spin me this time huh?"
"Detective I told you..." Graham started.
"Yeah yeah, you told me" Flack sounded bored "See here's the thing, my bullshit meter is goin' nuts right about now, so cut the crap and do us all a favour" He leaned on the table "Your mother was dying, you and your wife made frequent trips up to New York to visit and the settle her affairs, only your wife starts an affair of her own, with Simon Lavelle who worked at the hospital" he paused eyeing Graham "Yeah, I know his name, I don't get the label Detective for nothin'. Anyway" He sat again, leaning forward on his forearms "Lavelle is giving your wife a little personal attention and somehow you find out. She comes up to New York to see him, maybe she gave you an excuse, maybe she was leaving you, that doesn't matter. What matters is you followed them, saw them in your mothers car and then killed them. What we don't know is exactly where or how, but we'll get there. See what I got here is motive, a really big ass motive, opportunity, all I need is means and I got the big three, and the DA is my new best friend"
Flack stood up, folding away the case file and tucking it under his arm, Graham just stared at him. Flack opened the door to leave, just before closing it he spoke again.
"Oh and Detective Taylor? The one you took a swing at? He's willing to drop assault in return for double murder" Flack shut the door smartly, Graham's expression didn't change.
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Don Flack sighed as the door knocked, he put down the can of soda and answered it.
"Hey Donnie" Samantha Flack smiled up at her brother.
"Sam!" he hugged her on impulse "How are you?"
"I'm good" she said, stepping through the door as he moved to make way for her "You?"
"Yeah, I'm good" he smiled. Of all the people he thought it might be, his sister wasn't one of them. Alarm bells sounded, old habits die hard.
"Do you want a drink or something?" he asked, opening the fridge and pulling a face "I only got soda, or coffee"
"Soda's good" she said, taking a seat on the sofa "So, how's dad?"
"He's OK" Don smiled, handing her the drink "Ridin' my ass for promotion" he laughed slightly.
"At least he's not ridin' my ass" she said quietly.
"He misses you Sam" Don told her "He won't admit it but he does, he asks me about you" he wouldn't tell Sam the conversations usually consisted of Donald Flack Sr interrogating his son about how many times he'd had to bail Sam out recently. Don Jr had been proud to answer honestly none to the question recently.
"He could call" she suggested "Or visit"
"So could you" he responded.
"To have him shut me down again?" she said "No way"
Don sighed, he hated this situation, but he understood his father, the fact that he himself had be unable to completely cut Sam off was testament to how alike elements of his temperament were to his mother.
"Can I use the bathroom?" she asked after a few moments of awkward silence, he nodded, and she left. He tried not to think of wiping his hand across the top of the cistern after she'd left – just to check.
"You hidin' a girl in here Donnie?" she asked with a smile as she emerged.
"What?" she shocked him out of his thoughts "Uh, no"
"You taken to cross dressing then?" she laughed "The bra's a nice colour, though wouldn't have thought it was the right size"
"Oh that" he said, smiling back.
"One night stand leave in a hurry?" she teased, for all she knew that he hid behind a straight up cop exterior, especially to her and her father, she also knew that he had faults, the big Flack family one being drinking when under pressure, and the men of the family were usually ladies men.
"No" he said, looking at his feet.
"OK" she shrugged, she also knew that closed look, the same one her father got that meant 'end of conversation' "Don, I need some help"
So here it is, he thought, how much this time? Or which other cop would he have to sweet talk or owe favours to for whatever she'd done now?
"What happened?" he tried to keep the resignment out of his voice.
"You know a cop called Klienman?" she asked.
"Rob Klienman?" he replied.
"Yeah I think so" she confirmed "He wants information from me"
"And?" he furrowed his brow, cop instinct fighting with big brother.
"I'm not in that world anymore" she said "I don't mix with the people he wants me to inform on now"
Don shrugged "Then tell him that"
"I have" she replied "But he says that I could again, keeps bringing up my past, says that I'll need a free pass again one of these days, and that you and dad won't always be able to cut it"
"Just don't do it" Don said, he didn't want to get involved, but Sam was here, and she needed him, and that was something he couldn't turn away from.
"He's hounding me Don" she said "Calls, texts, showing up when I leave work, I feel like I got a stalker"
"I'll talk to him" he promised, big brother winning out, he'd always wanted to help Sam, to save her, now he had the chance, and this time she wanted his help, she wouldn't throw it back in his face.
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