"How is it possible that she is so good at driving as well?" said Callen as they darted in between traffic. Deeks' phone rang.
"Put me on speaker," she said. Sighing he held the phone out and put her on speaker. "If I were you I would stop chasing the car. It will be pointless," Sam drove faster. "Well, at least I can say I warned you. Agent Callen, please look under your seat when you get a chance. I really do think it would be best if you stopped, after all this is for nothing," they heard a loud screech and as they got closer they could see what had made it. The car which she had been driving was turned sideways across the road, the driver's seat empty. Callen swore under his breath as they all stepped out and walked over to the car. In the middle of the seat was a controller that could be used to drive the car from a distance. With it was a note.
Yes, I am amazing at Gran Turismo.
He tossed the note to one side and called Eric.
"Eric, please tell me you aren't going to disappoint me," Eric looked at Nell back in ops.
"Sorry, no trace of her," he said quietly into the phone.
"Keep looking," he said. Turning to Deeks he looked like he could potentially slap him.
"Is there anything else you need to mention? You know, before I kill you?" Deeks looked to the ground before looking back up.
"Yes. When I first met her I had no idea who she was. I thought she was a part of the smuggling ring until one morning I go to the shop and find every single person unconscious, their hands bound in handcuffs, stripped of all weapons and a note lying in front of them. It had only three words on it," they waited for him to say it. "See you later."