Here is part 4 of 5. Get psyched in the next chapter answers about Aria and Madeline's history will be revealed.
Chapter 12: The Ultimate Cover Up
"This just in; Rogue Federal Agent G Callen has been cleared of all charges. Mr. Callen do you have anything to say about this turn of events?"
The man in the suit walked past the camera and reporter without a word and into a sedan in front of the court house.
"The case was declared a mistrial on the grounds of improperly handled evidence. This is Los Angeles News Now, and we want to know what you the viewer's think about this. Write in and we could share it on our next broadcast at 6pm. This is Laney Schmidt reporting live at the Los Angeles Courthouse."
48 hours earlier
"I'm Sienna Helmsley. I am a part of Mr. Callen's legal consult. I'm here to collect the evidence you have against my client. Would you be a dear and get that for me" Madeline stood inside the police department, her black wig covering her flamboyant hair wearing a navy suit with a low cut blouse. She waited patiently as the rookie officer grabbed the box of evidence.
"There you are Ms. Helmsley." He said and with a smile and staring down at the opening in her blouse.
Madeline flashed a flirty smile and grabbed the box. "I appreciate your cooperation Officer…"
"Riaz"
"Thank you Officer Riaz. Have a nice day."
"You too Miss Helmsley."
She carried the box out the door and over to the BMW parked across the street.
"The chain of evidence has been broken. See, no signature… poor rookie was too focused on the opening in my blouse to ask. Told you it would work Deeks, now let's go." She said placing the box in the back seat as they drove to Huntington Beach. They entered the warehouse where they were greeted by Kensi Nell and Eric. "Hey, where's Sam?"
"He went to see Callen." Nell replied typing on the computer in the back of the warehouse.
"This is a nice set up. How did you pull this off?" Eric asked looking around the makeshift Operations Centre.
"It's a storage warehouse. And I know people. How's our progress on the Autopsy report?"
"I've got it here. What do we do with it?" Nell asked as Madeline took it away from her and glancing at her watch.
She grabbed her keys off the shelf beside her. "You leave that to me. I have to get to the airport. I have a friend flying in."
"I thought everyone was here." Deeks asked sounding puzzled.
"You don't know this friend. Just work on building Callen's defense and let me deal with the Autopsy Report." She said putting on her sunglasses and walking out the door. She drove to the airport with little attention paid to her surroundings. She stared at the board for Arrivals noting that Flight 983 JFK to LAX was on time and unloading at that moment. She looked down at her watch suddenly impatient and anxious.
11:05am, 46 hours until the trial begins.
When the tall man came off the escalator and into her vision she felt relief. He hadn't changed at all.
"Hello Jackson."
"Madeline. You look beautiful."
"I have a job for you… let's go, I will explain on the way."
"If they find out I left New York I'm going straight back to prison."
"Relax Greene. Your tracking anklet is conveniently malfunctioning, as far as it is concerned, you are at home. Nobody even knows you cut it. And when you return to New York you will do a switch. Don't worry about the geek stuff I have someone for that." She smiled with him as they drove to the warehouse.
"Here?" he asked looking at the worn-down building.
"Looks can be deceiving Jack. Besides my house is under surveillance by my own team, so we can't go there. How's Adam?" she smiled
"You been keeping tabs on me I see."
"You never know when I might need a good forger. How do you think I knew about the anklet?" she smiled handing him the folder in her bag. "I need you to produce a duplicate of this report. But change some of the information and make some of it disappear. Will you do it?"
"What's in it for me?"
"I don't tell the feds that you cut your anklet and came to LA." She replied quickly. "You have 5 hours. Work fast." She said led him into the warehouse and watched as he forged the documents once successful she handed him a new tracking anklet and airline ticket shipping him in a cab to LAX. She then walked down the stretch of buildings and into another warehouse.
"Everything is going as planned but the clock is ticking. 41 hours." Nell spoke as Madeline put down her things.
"Okay. What do you have for the defense?" She asked walking over to Deeks.
"We have contaminated evidence, missing photographs, and a client who was under extreme emotional duress. The case should be thrown out on grounds of incompetence by the detectives who investigated. And cop and insanity plea if that doesn't work."
"Don't forget I have a meeting with Janvier at the State Medical Lab, and I have a feeling he's going to tell a different story then the one on the autopsy report." She replied with a smile waving the folder. "Everything needs to be set by noon tomorrow. That's when I meet with one of Los Angeles' best attorneys. He will take what we have and use it to clear Callen"
The clock ticked down and by midnight that evening everything was in place.
12 hours until the start of the trial.
Madeline hired the best lawyer in town handing all the information she had over to him. She created reasonable doubt which Nell and Eric helped to wedge in the prosecution. The team went home and straight to bed but Madeline went elsewhere.
"I thought you might still be awake. How are you doing?"
"I go on trial for murder in 12 hours. What do you think?" Callen spoke turning to face his visitor.
"I think you look like hell. But everything's going to work out. Just wait and see." Madeline assured him with a smirk.
"You're pretty confident." He responded approaching the bars and looking at the smirk still on her lips.
"You're surprised" she replied and then looked at him. "I have a plan. Also I quit NCIS."
"Why?"
"I blame Granger; for you being here, in jail. So I told him where to stick it… and left."
"I wish I could've seen it" he laughed and Madeline did too.
"I'm sure Kensi, or Sam would be happy to tell you all about it. But you need to get some rest tomorrow is a big day." She said reaching through the bars to touch Callen's face. "Get some sleep, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Wait."
"Yeah Callen?" She said turning to face him.
"How are you? Sam said they found your sister."
"Yeah." She replied sadly "I'm doing okay. The police are freezing me out, which I hate… but we can talk about it tomorrow. Tonight will be the last night you sleep on a jail bed, Goodnight G."
"Goodnight Maddie."
4:35pm
"This just in; Rogue Federal Agent G Callen has been cleared of all charges. Mr. Callen do you have anything to say about this turn of events?"
Callen glanced at the reporter walked past the camera without a word climbing into a sedan in front of the courthouse. "Congratulations Callen. You are a free man." Madeline smiled as she pulled away from the building and the reporters looking for a story.
"Thanks to you." He smiled back.
"Thanks to your team." she corrected glancing in the rear view and picking up her phone. "Sam, I have Callen, but the press is on our tail. Okay, sounds good." She took the next left turn and pulled into an alley behind a hotel. "Come on Callen." Madeline hopped out of the car and passing the keys to Deeks and entering the hotel through the back door with Callen right behind her.
"Where are we going?"
"A private room, under an alias where you will remain until the press picks up a new story. They've been camped outside your house since last night. Which to me makes little sense; you were in lockup until this morning. I'm going to get a coffee, you want anything?"
"No."
"Okay. Here." She said handing him a key card "Kensi is in there. She'll fill you in on what's going on. I hope you haven't lost your mojo G. Because we've got work to do."
