Mole tipped toed through the room as silently as he could, his speakers listening for any sound from the pair as they slept, his eyes set to night vision mode.

He inched closer and closer to the desk, stopping only for a moment when he heard a floorboard squeak under his weight.

He listened silently hearing a slight stir from the bed. He stood silence. Oil (his equivalent of sweat) dripping down his face.

With the object barely within reach he reached out and quickly snached what they needed.

Without another moment to spare he quickly rushed out of the room in a flash, carefully balancing his weight to prevent any more floorboard squeaks. Finally at the threshold of the door he took a moment and looked at the pair. Neither one of them stirring. Neither one aware of his presence.

As he silently closed the door behind him, he let out a sigh of relief and looked at his palm.

"You get it?" Susan asked waiting by the door.

"Yea" he said showing her Xero's ring communicator in hand.


"Are you sure" Katz asked dread and frustration etched on his face.

"I'm afraid so. Mole's DNA analysis is proof enough that Xero and Zero didn't steal the diamond" Susan said with pride.

Mole quickly stepped up to the communicator. "The DNA says that the real perpetrators are Zack Madoff and Malcolm Mulac" he restated matter of factly.

"What about the 2nd set of fingerprint?" Katz asked.

"Unknown. It doesn't belong to anyone in any database anywhere."

Katz rubbed his temples frustrated. "Is Malcolm the only double agent?" he finally asked, afraid of what the answer could be.

"We don't know" Mole said cautiously. "Maybe."

Katz looked looked at him with hard eyes "We made that same assumption when Zack turned" he reminded him. "If the council finds out about this we will have a full district shutdown, and all agents will need a thorough investigation. The organization will be stretched thin" he said leaning back in his chair, the shock of what could happen waning on him.

"How long will this process take? " Mole asked.

"at best… a year" Katz said gravely.

"There has to be another option!" Susan said.

"Susan, all we have are two names, one being a current agent, they other being a former agent. That's it. Pretty much nothing to start with. As far as the council is concern, anyone can be a double agent. Even me." She became silent.

"What about Xero's and Zero's claim of a fake mayor?" Mole asked breaking the silence. "Doesn't this evidence give some merit to their claim?"

"It practically a conspiracy theory. We would need a surveillance team, wire tappings, manpower, and above it all the council's approval to target this elected government official. Something they aren't too keen on. Besides when they get this report they'll be to concern of an internal conflict."

"Is there anything we can do."

"I'm afraid not" Katz said sadly.

They all heard a thump at that moment from the closed door. Susan quickly moved to the doorknob and swung it open. Xero and Zero both fell through the open door.

"What… this isn't the bathroom" Xero said trying to play of their eavesdropping.

Susan looked at them both unamused. "And what's your excuse" she asked Zero.

"Sleepwalking" he said quickly. "And sleep talking" he added.

Before anyone could say another word they both stepped up. "What if we gave the council some good news instead?" Xero said.

"How" Katz asked unamused.

"Easy" Zero said. "We break into Vein's lair."

Susan, Katz and Mole looked at them as though they were told an inappropriate joke, and Xero and Zero were looking at each other, aware how crazy their idea sounded.

"What part of that is easy" Mole asked.

"Think about it, we sneak in, get whatever evidence we can of double agents and Vein's league, and are out before they even know we were there" Xero explained.

Susan and Mole turned to Katz as the thought about their plan. "You can't seriously think this is a good idea!" Susan yelled.

"Were low on options" Katz reminded her. "If they can get any sort of evidence it can reduce the investigation time to 3 months."

They both turned to Mole. "What do you think?" They both asked in unison.

Mole looked at all of them, his mind weighting the risk, and the benefits of both sides.