If Cam was surprised at the revelation that Booth and Dr. Brennan had become an item, she wasn't showing it; she was after all a girl from the Bronx and tough as hell. There was a part of her that had long since realized that the reason things hadn't worked out between her and Seeley was because whether he would have been willing to admit it at the time or not, he cared more about Dr. Brennan than just about anyone else, with the exception of Parker. The number of times Booth had dropped everything for the good doctor while they'd been either in the middle of a date or just having a discussion around the lab had underscored that to her; there was no way she would have ever had first place in Seeley Booth's heart even if she still had feelings for him. She offered Booth a genuine smile before she turned her attention to what Angela was working on, "So how long until you think you can do something with the face?"
Of course that was the question on everyone's minds including Angela herself, "Well, despite the impression that I'm a miracle worker, it's going to take however long it's going to take; rendering video isn't a precise science." Angela couldn't give a formula or some sort of quantum physics calculation that would tell them exactly when she was done. That was something she'd expect more out of Hodgins or Zach or one of the other even more geeky squints around the lab.
"Ok, well keep me informed," Cam glanced over at Hodgins and Zach, "And what are you two contributing to the case?" She suspected that Hodgins at this particular moment was more interested in just being in the same room with Angela rather than having any actual work to do in her.
Zach's mouth moved in a fish-like pattern, opening and closing repeatedly as he tried to find his words, "Uh, nothing." He only wished that Dr. Saroyan didn't intimidate him so much; or perhaps it had something to do with her facial symmetry and her well proportioned form that he found distracting when she asked him direct questions.
Cam raised an eyebrow in Hodgins' direction and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Just waiting for some results on a test I ran," It was evasive, but Hodgins was a little distracted by that thing that Angela was doing to his leg with her foot just then and it was the best he could come up with considering the circumstances.
"Well let's go then," Cam seemed to usher the pair of squints out just ahead of her; as much as she could understand how everyone wanted to watch the latest development in the case unfurl itself, she had a lab to run and it wouldn't continue to be efficient if people just stood around flirting while there was evidence to process.
Booth chimed in as the trio left, "No pressure or anything, Angela, but this might be our only chance to get this guy." Maybe it was unfair, but he didn't like having the bad guys out there on the street where they wanted to hurt people; especially when those people were him and Bones.
"I'm doing my best, hot stuff," Angela smirked at him, "Maybe you and Bren can get back to what I interrupted until I'm finished here." She was sure that they would do the exact opposite and actually find some work to do.
Brennan chose to ignore Angela's implication; having Cam probably still within earshot somehow made her feel a bit self conscious about the fact that she'd made out with Booth in her office not that long ago. She turned to the man in question and quirked an eyebrow, "Did anyone pull the records for all calls made to and from that cell number?" It occurred to her that while they knew that the calls to Booth had originated from the disposable cell phone, she wasn't aware if there had been any other calls made that might help them narrow down a suspect based on who they had called.
Booth looked at Bones with an incredulous expression on his face and then a slight twitch at the corners of his mouth turned into a smile, "I'm not sure, Garcia was supposed to be on that." And once again a legitimate question as to whether Garcia was somehow the source of the leak was brought to the forefront. "Why don't we go in your office and I'll give Cullen a call?" It wasn't really even a suggestion, more of a reminder that Cullen didn't want anyone outside of the three of them to discuss more details about the case and if Garcia hadn't pulled all of the records on that phone number then it would certainly implicate that maybe he was even actively involved in leaking information.
"Yes, why don't you two lovebirds move along and I'll let you know when I'm finished here," Angela couldn't resist one last little dig; she only hoped that they took advantage of the privacy; with the amount of time they'd wasted being in denial she certainly wouldn't begrudge them the need to make up for lost time.
"We're working the case, Angela," Booth tossed over his shoulder as his hand instinctively came to rest at the small of Bones' back and he began to propel her out of the room and toward her own office. It wasn't that he didn't trust the squints per se, he was just following orders and truth be told he preferred working the case with Bones by himself.
Brennan was considering whether there was a plausible argument for either Garcia or Cullen to withhold the information; of course even with a warrant it was her understanding that things often like phone records took longer to extract out of service providers, perhaps he just hadn't gotten it quite yet. As they walked into her office, Booth was already punching in Cullen's number.
"It's Booth, sir," Booth was about to launch into his query about the phone records for the disposable cell phone when he let out a soft chuckle, "More like an FBI mind meld; not really into that whole Star Trek Vulcan thing." If Booth thought Cullen had been about to call him so he could hear him make wise cracks under his breath he was mistaken; his expression quickly became very sober as he listened. "You're sure it's Lila Montgomery?"
"Did they find her?" Brennan's ears had perked up as soon as she'd seen the change in Booth's demeanor and she wanted to know what he and Cullen were talking about.
Booth nodded and then furrowed his brow at her to hold on so he could finish the call, "Do you know if Garcia was able to pull the cell phone records before he went up there?" Clearly Booth looked disturbed by what he was hearing and he glanced over at Bones, "No, sir, I have no plans to let her out of my sight."
Brennan rolled her eyes a bit at the alpha male tone in his voice; given the recent turn of events in their relationship she minded his insistence to protect her a little less, but she still recoiled against it because she felt like she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. As Booth ended his call she looked at him expectantly, "What did he say, Booth?"
Booth took a deep breath, "Lila Montgomery is dead." He was still trying to wrap his mind around all of the implications of this new bit of information, especially when he coupled it with the rest of what Cullen had told him. "Garcia went up to interview her before Cullen had a chance to pull him back from the case and when he got there he saw her lying in a pool of her own blood through the window...he made a call for back up and went in to see if she was still alive. When the other agents got there, they found him dead too."
There was just something about all of this that made Brennan want to solve this case even more than she had before, "Did he say how they were killed?"
Booth nodded gravely only slightly relieved that two people had just been removed from their list of suspects, "Both of them were slashed across the throat."