She said nothing but just stared at Neal for some second, and then she looked at Peter. "These are the Agents. I assume that you already know them." Sean interrupted the silence. Angie merely smiled as an answer.

"We will need to see the survailence. Where is it now?" Peter said.

"The camera was on board and I believe that the NYPD have taken it in as evidence but we made sure to have a live feed which was monitored the entire trip. Angie will make sure you get them. If you want you can come with us now and see them?"

"I think that would be best."

"Here is the address, and then I will see you in a moment."

Neal was not paying attention. He was rather interested in Angie who was avoiding his eyes but briefly glancing at him. She swallowed nervously but kept her eyes fixed on Sean and Peter. When Sean walked out, Angie followed him and without any words. However, right before she sat in the car she looked at him.

The first minute was spent in silence but Peter could help himself. His eyes were on road as he asked, "She looked good."

"I am not going to talk about it."

"I am just saying that she looked good."

"Yeah, she did."

It was one of those large buildings which clearly indicated that business was going well. The bosses were always on the top floor and Sean briefly insisted that they come and get some tea but Peter decline. "Alright, then Angie will show you the survailence footage. Sean took another elevator, and Angie was left alone with Peter and Neal.

"How is Elizabeth?" Angie asked as they walked in.

"She is fine, thank you. And how is Daisy?" Peter asked. Neal's eyes suddenly directed toward her.

"She is great. Her birthday is next month so I am trying to do something special for her."

"She is growing fast."

"Yeah" Angie smiled.

The doors opened and they walked straight toward a large room with many screens. "Why did the museum ship it? Shouldn't it been on a plane?" Peter asked.

"It was a request. I believe it was for the expenses but I don't have all details." Angie replied.

"Kevin, we need the live feed for the museum shipping."

The man inside the room nodded and pulled out the video on the screens in a fast forward mode. Hours went by but the painting remained intact and a man constantly came down to check on painting. The video finished. Neal and Peter exchanged a look. "We should check it again back at the office. I will get the PD to send us the footage." They walked out of the room and into the elevator again. Peter was talking on the phone while Neal whispered to Angie, "You look good."

"You too", she smiled nervously.

"How is your new job?"

"Good. Everyone is nice here, and I get a lot of time for Daisy." There was a silence between them again but this time it was caused by the closeness of their hands. Neal's hand was right beside Angie's, and for a brief second they touched. He moved his fingers so they touched hers but suddenly the door opened, and Peter's call ended. They both moved away from each other and just when Neal was about to leave, she stopped him.

"Neil, wait."

Peter stopped too but quickly decided to move on so it was only Neil and Angie. Neal stepped closer to her, and she breathed heavily before she continued. "I wasn't trying to run away. Everything just happened so fast that I didn't have time to do anything else."

"I didn't ask for an explanation."

"I know but I do owe it to you. I should have said something but I didn't know what to say and I was afraid that if I saw you again I would become..." Angie stopped. Neil observed for while and then took and another step closer to her but Angie looked away from his face without moving from her spot. "For someone who doesn't want to be with me, you do think a lot about me."

"I never sai..." Again, she stopped herself. Neal smiled to her, and leaned forward to kiss her on the cheek. He walked out, leaving behind a breathless Angie.

"Is everything okay?" Peter asked in the car.

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"What did she say?"

"Let it go, Peter."

Peter sort of listened but Neal was not able to follow his own advice. When came home, Mozzie had already opened the wine with two glass on the table. "Mrs. Suit told me."

"The word really gets around here."

"Has she changed?"

"A different sense of style maybe, but she still ... her."

"I knew it. This is only the beginning. Soon she will become just like the rest. She should never have taken that job. The government can easily get to her now. Big firms are like the other side of the coin. She is doomed. I can't even think what will happen to Daisy."

"Moz, she is not going to change."

"She will. Just you wait and see. "

Neil sat down and held the glass in his hands for while. "It is Daisy's birthday next month."

"Did she invite you?"

"She is out of my reach, Moz, literally."

"Will you see her again?"

"Maybe, the case is not done yet."

And he was right. The next morning Peter bare let him come in before he said. Sean Kane just called; someone is missing from the staff." They reached the company quickly, and Sean was ready to meet them in the lobby. "Thank for coming. I was just told that one of ours security guard has come to work for days. His last day was the day before we shipped the painting."

This time they went to the top floor and walked straight to Sean's office. Of course, he had expected to see Angie but never to Daisy running toward him, almost yelling his name.