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Mozzie was getting very nervous. Every one of his attempts at finding the U-boat Manifest had failed. He didn't have much time and didn't know if when he finally managed to sell the art it would be too late. He could try to sell one of the paintings, but it was too risky and it could end up costing his freedom and more importantly, Neal's life.
Mozzie had thought of entering the FBI building, but doubted whether it was a good idea. Diana had translated the manifesto, but there wasn't a reason to have a copy of it lying around now. The only way out was Peter.
Peter must possess a copy of the manuscript to keep an eye on the paintings, but he didn't trust Neal and wouldn't leave it at the office where his CI would have access. Mozzie decided to raid Peter's house. The idea of invading the home of a fed wasn't the best, but it was his last shot, Neal's life depended on it. It had already been four months and he hadn't yet achieved his goal.
In order to do this, Mozzie would need to find a night when the Burkes wouldn't be home. This would require Neal's help.
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'We have information about Matthew Keller.' These words were enough to make Neal rush. He took a quick shower and got ready. His clothes were already lying out on the bed for him. He needed to thank Sara for it later.
The idea of new information about Keller gave Neal a surge of energy. Keller had done a lot of terrible things, but the worst for Neal was when he'd planned for Peter to be kidnapped. Keller had murdered people in the past, but Peter meant a lot to Neal. Now, Keller had been caught on a surveillance camera stealing a 3500 year old Egyptian amulet.
Peter invited Neal for a walk. It would be a perfect occasion for Neal to reveal the truth to Peter. They started talking about Keller. Peter believed that Keller suspected Neal had the Nazi treasure. Neal assured Peter that he could manipulate Keller's suspicions in order to catch him. Neal never got a chance to tell Peter about his cancer, the opportunity was lost.
Keller's connection in New York was an Egyptologist and fence named Raquel LaRoque. Neal managed to find a way to communicate with Raquel through Hale, an associate of Mozzie's.
Neal was disguised to meet Raquel. Her specialty was hiding valuable pieces inside fakes. She agreed to contact Neal for another meeting. Unfortunately, not everything went as expected. Mozzie had called Neal to inform him that Hale was murdered. Upon inspection of the footage from the cameras installed in Hale's car, they realized that the killer was none other than Matthew Keller.
While the case wasn't yet resolved, Mozzie thought up a plan for Neal to get closer to Peter… A dinner at Neal's apartment.
Neal considered that idea and agreed. He then called Elizabeth to invite her. It didn't require much persuasion, because she agreed almost automatically. Neal decided to let Elizabeth inform Peter, as convincing him would be an easy task for her. When Neal got home, Sara was waiting with a worried expression. "What happened?" he asked, approaching her.
"Is this Matthew Keller?" Sara asked, holding up a photo.
"Where'd you get that?" Neal asked blankly.
"Mozzie gave it to me. Now answer me, Neal! Is this Matthew Keller? "
"Yeah." Neal replied, focused on the photo.
"He stopped me on the street today." She said throwing the picture on the table.
"What? Are you okay?" Neal asked shocked. He looked at Sara worriedly.
"I'm fine. He pretended to be from Interpol. He said they were investigating you about the treasure." She ran a hand through her hair nervously, "He's been following us for a while. He has pictures of us buying the four helicopters."
"I don't have the treasure!" He said seriously.
"I know. Mozzie told me about the medicine you need. "
"Then you know that if I had the treasure I could be healed."
"Why'd you hide it from me?" She asked, standing up.
"I didn't hide it. I just didn't want to give you false hope, because as I said, I can't afford it, not by a long shot!"
"You had 125 million dollars in your hands and you passed up the opportunity?" She asked incredulously.
"It wasn't my money! If you remember correctly, we did what we did in order to get the money back to the people it belonged to."
"You're telling me you don't care about dying?" She almost whispered. She couldn't believe him.
"The money wasn't mine, Sara. Your money was there too. What would you have said if I'd run away with that money?" The question was meant to be rhetorical, but Sara actually answered.
"If I'd known why, I would have tried to help you." She responded as tears began to trickle down her face. "I don't want to lose you, Neal."
He hugged her. They remained locked in each others' arms until they heard a knock announcing that Peter and Elizabeth had arrived. Sara rushed to the bathroom to wash her face while Neal received their guests.
Dinner didn't go as Neal had hoped. Peter seemed determined to avoid him almost the entire night. He stayed close by Elizabeth or strayed to discuss Sterling Bosch with Sara. When he was unable to escape Neal, he only talked about finding Keller. Neal decided, once again, to leave that conversation for another time.
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When Mozzie had suggested Neal invite the Burkes over, he'd managed to design a night that Mr. and Mrs. Suit wouldn't be home. Invading their home was easy and he began to rummage through the house carefully. After thoroughly searching the lower floor, he made sure he hadn't disturbed anything before he headed upstairs.
Mozzie's valiant effort was all in vain. He'd spent a fair amount of time there, but he'd found nothing. He couldn't stop thinking that Keller had killed one of his friends. He couldn't leave it at that. Mozzie would sell the Degas and Keller would pay for it.
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Raquel arranged another meeting with Neal to recover the amulet. She believed it was contained within what appeared to be a paperweight. The meeting went well, until Keller appeared. He got around the FBI and had Neal alone once Raquel left.
Keller pointed a gun at him. "You're not looking so healthy these days," he said mocking Neal.
"What do you want?" Neal asked eyeing the gun.
"Come on Neal, I want the treasure." He replied as if it were obvious.
"You are misinformed. The treasure exploded. I don't have the treasure, it's gone." Neal said without emotion.
"You can lie to the FBI and even to your bitch, but we both know you have it."
"Then you know more about it than I do..." Neal started calculating his chances of disarming Keller. Hopefully the FBI wouldn't be long. But it wasn't like Neal had anything to lose.
"Stop acting, Caffrey."
Suddenly, Neal decided to jump Keller. The gun fell from Keller's hand and Neal picked it up. He wasn't expecting Keller to fight back, and he certainly didn't expect that he'd go for his weak spot. Keller elbowed Neal's stomach, causing him to fall squirming in pain. Keller regained the gun and, as if to reaffirm his dominance over the situation, he fired into the ceiling.
"You've never been a fighter, Caffrey." Keller scoffed.
"FBI, open up" They heard somebody call.
"They took their time!" he sneered, "Oh, the amulet." He placed the piece on the table before leaving. "Consolation prize."
Neal tried to compose himself while Peter called his name from outside. His stomach was a very sensitive place and the slightest touch caused Neal great discomfort. He pocketed the amulet and walked to the door. Peter entered and Neal informed him that Keller had been there. The agents searched everything, but there was no sign of him.
Raquel was eventually captured. During the interrogation, she confessed she'd returned to kill Keller, because she'd heard there was a reward of six million dollars for his head. This told Peter and Neal that someone out there wanted Keller even more than the FBI did.
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