Authors note: People: a heartfelt Mea Culpa for the unfriendly post earlier.

I was venting off some steam: but at the wrong place, at the wrong persons. The reason why I got a little cranky has had numerous causes: some work-related, but also other things.

Furthermore: my favorite football-team (You may guess the name, from reading this fic) lost again and again. Being a hardcore fan I usually get very moody when they do.
Now it's not an excuse, but it nevertheless happens.

Posting to this story, or rather writing it has been too much fun to ruin it by ending it.
Rest assured I will continue: and learn to control my outbursts.

Thanks for replying, all of you. No need to apologize.

Now: about the story things are getting more sinister: other bad guys are getting involved, and the case get more complicated and more unpredictable.

Oh, something else: the Latin line in the last post. Non sibi, sed omnibus. Nemo solus satis sapit: Not for my sake alone, but for everyone. No one can make it solely on his own.

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The Bullpen J. Edgar Hoover FBI Building

935 Pennsylvania Ave NW, 01.00 PM

He brought her a cup of coffee, heavy on the sugar. Gratefully she accepted it and took a sip. Her face wrinkled. "Just how much sugar did you put in it", she signed somewhat amused. "A little more than usual."

"THANK YOU, just what I need."

"ME KNOW, that's why", he replied grinning.

Bobby put down the receiver of his phone and got up. 'That was the coroner.'

'Did he tell something?'

'Well, the coroner did, Koné proved to be a little more silent', he tried to joke. Jack rolled his eyes. 'Bobby...'

'Yeah, I know. Anyway, he was killed instantly. He even doubted whether Koné would have even felt something.'

'A professional marksman, just what I thought', Jack said. 'Any news from the lab about the bullet we retrieved?' Bobby shook his head. 'Nope, but we could get it anytime.'

Bobby saw how Sue pushed the cup of coffee aside. He smiled. He tapped her shoulder. 'Can I have it, now you're not drinking it?'

'You sure? It's very sweet.'

'I know, so am I', he replied. Sue began to laugh and gave him a nudge. 'Always ready with a line, aren't you?' Bobby shrugged his shoulders semi-apologizing. 'It always worked.'

Both he and Jack liked to hear her laugh, it was a good sign.

'Anyway', he said and continued in the few signs he had picked up "HOW YOU?"

"ME FINE NOW", she replied, 'the coffee really helped, at least the first sip did.'

'Good, glad to hear', he said. 'Now our best lead is no longer available, I recalled we did have a tape...'

'I was already afraid you forgot', Sue smirked. Bobby winked. 'No chance, Sheila.'

Jack grinned. She bit her lip, and looked at both. 'I should have known it was you who would persuade Jack to ask.' She picked up her purse and took out the DVD. 'I haven't had time to look at the whole tape, I'm sorry.'

'No need, take your time.'

'I'll get right to it', she said. Jack touched her arm. "S-U-E, Take your time, you don't have to prove you're capable after what happened, we all know you're invaluable." She smiled. "Ted is standing guard to make sure no-one will try to think otherwise."

"THANK YOU".

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Bobby's phone rang, he jumped to get it. 'Yup?', he said. 'No worries.' He picked up his cup of coffee. 'Ted's waiting for an update.' Jack nodded. 'We'll be right there.'

Bobby walked out. 'Shouldn't we join him?', Sue asked. He nodded, but made no attempt to move just yet.

A twinkle in his eyes told her he wasn't done yet. She looked at him expectantly, a little, perhaps devious, smile played round on his lips. 'What?', she began to laugh. "No one is watching?", he verified. She looked round. No one. "Guess not, why?"

"Well, it gives me the chance to kiss you passionately", he signed grinning broadly.

She thrust her chin upwards, her head leaning slightly backwards, a few strands of hair fell over the side of her face in the motion. She had an impish expression, playful and slightly defiant when she signed teasingly. "Let's see whether you can do just that, S-P-A-R-K-Y"

He had pulled her into his embrace faster than she expected. She gasped for pleasure. His mouth found hers and his tongue ran over hers, over her palate. He was exploiting her, but she let him, relinquishing the sensation. She cupped his face with her hands, deepening their kiss even further.

They parted for air, breathing heavily.

"Good enough?", he asked.

She bit her lip and thought for a moment, a slightly wicked grin across her face. "I'm not sure yet. Try again."

He was more than happy to fulfill her request.

"We should be going too, before they start asking questions", Sue remarked when they had ended their kiss, she felt she was losing control when they would stay to be so close to each other. She really liked the feeling, but this wasn't the appropriate place to lose control. Feeling Jack was finding it getting difficult to restrain himself too, she grabbed a notepad and motioned for the door.

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'It's time we put together what we have up to this point, now we lost one of our informants', said Ted when they were seated. 'I don't like it when we lose snitches, especially right under our noses. We are facing a very well organized group, ruthless and capable of eliminating threats, and as it showed: willing to go through great lengths to get things done.'

He looked at his team, they were aware of the dangers they were facing. 'Now Koné is dead, others are starting to get cold feet.'

'The Dutchmen?'

Ted nodded. 'They probably reasoned that if they could take out someone in our midst, it would be no problem to get them too.'

He looked at Sue. 'What do you know about the tape?' Sue flipped her notepad open. 'I'm afraid I haven't seen the whole tape, things got in between, sir.'

'Don't worry, Thomas, you'll get it done.'

'I will, as soon as possible.' She looked at what she had scribbled down. 'One name that was mentioned was something like Sanko, or Sango.'

'That could be Foday Sankoh, the RUF leader', Ted said.

'Yes, possibly. He was mentioned a few times, but Sankoh has died in 2003, while he was held in captivity by British troops awaiting trial.'

'So we can rule him out.'

'Yes, that would be a safe assumption', Sue said, smiling. Ted and the others smiled too.

'But another name was Bokawy or Bokary, that one was mentioned too. Also I saw someone use the word Norfolk when they loaded the last missiles.'

She looked at Ted and the others. 'I'm sorry, that's all I got now.'

Ted waved for her attention. 'You did excellent, Thomas, we wouldn't know this if it wasn't for you.'

'So we have to watch any suspicious movements in Norfolk, and run this Bokawy or Bokary through our files.' Sue raised her hand.

'Actually I did a little research myself together with Andrew from IT, we thought if we linked this name to the RUF we might find something. Anyway it was worth a shot.'

'Well, what did you find?', Ted was very interested.

'After Sankoh was arrested in 1999, a Sam Bockarie took over the command of the RUF. It could be the one they discussed', Sue said and glanced round at the others. 'But it could be a wild guess...'

'No, I think you did a good thing', Ted said. He smiled at her, 'well done, Thomas.'

He turned his attention to the others again. 'So, Norfolk it might be. They have to ship somewhere. Any luck on the plates?'

'They were stolen, something we already suspected', said Tara. 'I'm busy finding out what contractors were shipping which container from the La Cité du Sulima. We've narrowed it down to three companies.'

'Good, find the trucker who did the delivery, find out what the plotters know. And moreover: whether they're moving anything to and from Norfolk. Also, find out if we have any lead to the whereabouts of Aalbers, or Beyroux. And pay Obanyon a visit. It's time to turn up the heat.'

He sat on the edge of the table. 'That would be all for now.' They got up. 'Hudson, Thomas, can I talk to you?', asked Ted. They sat down again, while the others went out.

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When they were alone Ted looked at them.

'I've been in the business for about thirty years. And if there's one thing I've learned through the years, it would be to keep your eyes and ears open. Especially in the field, it pays off to be vigilant. But moreover I've learned to take interest in what is going on within teams. Whether people have difficult times to endure, or overloaded. But also what is going on between the team members.'

Sue looked at Jack. She dreaded what could be coming next.

'Rumor has it I should be interested into what is going on between you.' He looked at Jack first and then at Sue. 'Do I have to?' His gaze rested on Sue, mustering her.

'Thomas, why don't you fill me in?'