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Chapter 29

She clenched her teeth in anger.

Well, well, look who's back. She thought as her nostrils flared in anger. Gillian Foster. She's like weed. Very hard to extinguish. She narrowed her eyes as she saw Cal Lightman perusing the hall with his daughter. Lightman looked tired. That arrogant piece of shit. She'd never had any problem with him, it was Angela that hated his guts. That's what you get if you interfere in someone's personal business you British prick. She could understand that Angela wanted to teach him a lesson. That Foster had to suffer because of that too… Well, that's what happened in war. She didn't give one damn about that. But Angela had. Dear, sweet Angela had seemed too soft in the end. So, she just had to make sure that it would be the end of Angela soon.

No, she herself wasn't in it for the revenge. She didn't give a damn about the Englishman and the soft psychologist. What she wanted was the money. And he seemed a talent in getting it. And that was what made him very interesting and important to her.

So she had agreed to work at the Lightman Group as a temp. There she could keep an eye on Angela who worked their part time. And that had been a good thing, Angela had really needed to be coached to get through it all. Angela had been so weak. Not in the beginning, but later on, when Foster had almost collapsed Angela couldn't take it anymore. The guilt was eating at her. Just pathetic. She remembered how she had to feed Angela valium. Stupid woman. A nuisance, that's what she became. She hated weak people. Dear Angela Pointer had been so nervous when Foster had come with the dark woman to question her. She smirked. Foster would never be able to see through her, she herself wouldn't need any valium to fool the soft woman. But Lightman was a bit different. He was hard. He could be dangerous. So she shouldn't underestimate him.

Her eyes skimmed over the handsome, dark man that walked through the hallway now. Agent Reynolds. She'd like to spend some private time with him! She bit her lip as her eyes raked over his strong, masculine, muscled body.

She hated being here. But a fact was that she wouldn't get her money without any help. That was for sure. So more interesting at the moment was what Lightman was up to. That 'genius' must have come up with an idea to get back the money. And what was Foster doing? And how did Reynolds fit in all of that nowadays? They were still working the case. And she was sure that they wanted the money back. She smiled. Why not let them work for her and then, pick the fruits when the money would be back? This way she could sit back, study them like a fox and rob them afterwards. She smiled slyly.

Her eyes fell on the camera's on top. She smirked. She knew just the right way to find out exactly what they were up too…

'Lightman, could you just take a look at this?' Loker asked from the lab door.

'Yeah. You have a moment?' He asked Emily. Emily nodded as she walked towards the kitchen. Maybe Gillian had kept some chocolate there she could borrow. Or some sweets.

She smiled again when she saw the young girl heading towards the kitchen. Look at her. So sweet, so innocent and above all: so fragile. If her plan would fail she could always take the daughter. Or threaten her. Or just shoot her, she was through with taking hostages or threatening people.

'What is it?' Cal asked Loker.

'A woman just killed the bank director of Municipal Banks. Guess what account she wanted to re-open?'

Cal's eyes widened.

'Yeah, that's right. At least, that's the last thing we found on the computer. She'd erased the drive but one of the FBI experts was able to get it back. I think that's our woman.' Reynolds said quickly.

'So she's back.' Cal concluded.

'And she was stupid enough to show herself.' Reynolds mentioned as he smirked happily and nodded at Loker who showed footage of a woman walking in the bank and walking towards the receptionist.

Cal narrowed his eyes as he studied the woman on the big screen. She had dark brown hair, she was wearing heavy make-up, her eyes were dark brown, full lips, her shoulders were broad, she seemed big underneath her big dark coat.

'Let me show this to Foster.' Cal said as he took the pictures Loker had made from the video feed.

She wanted results fast. Her patience was running low…

When Cal exited the lab with a file in his hand he heard Gillian's voice, she had been talking to Ria in the hallway.

'You should take a look at this too.' Cal said in a business tone as he lifted the photograph towards her.

'What is it?' Gillian asked in a friendly tone as she nodded friendly at Ria who wanted to leave after that.

Cal could hear that her voice sounded weaker then usual. 'It's..' He began and suddenly something slammed against his upper body and he got pushed against Gillian hard.

Gillian gasped the moment their bodies made contact and she got pushed flush against the hard wall and Cal's hard body. She stopped breathing and her mind seemed to stop thinking and all she could do was feel. She was feeling hyper alert to every piece of Cal that was pushing against her body. It did more to her then just the average shivers down the spine and flutters in the stomach. No this... She didn't understand. It was like her body reacted so heavily to him that she felt that their bodies fit so well together. Like they belonged together like two pieces of a puzzle.

Ria kept standing still as she saw her two bosses pressed together against the wall.

Cal felt the press of Gillian's soft body against his and looked around to see the anti social person who had given him such a hard push. He was afraid that he had hurt Gillian and wanted to distance himself quickly because he knew she wouldn't like him being so close, not after their argument anyway. His eyes fell on the mailman's back who was just reaching the corner as he took a step away from Gillian as fast as possible.

Gillian busied herself with grabbing her bag from the ground.

Ria's eyes widened as she studied Gillian and then looked at Cal. Was that just lust that she saw in Gillian's eyes when Lightman was pressed up against her for a moment?! She couldn't believe it. A smirk formed around her full lips.

'Oy!' Cal shouted angrily at the post man. 'Watch where you're going yeah!' He snapped.

She turned around, she was wearing a baseball cap and looked him straight in the eyes. If you only knew… She rounded the corner and smiled widely now. Step one of her plan was in motion, she thought as she walked towards the stairs and looked at her phone. She'd just placed a very small microphone in Lightman's coat pocket. She smirked.

'You okay luv?' Cal asked as he turned back to Gillian and automatically touched her arm.

Gillian winced at the contact and nodded quickly without making eye contact with him. He concluded that that was prior to their arguement half an hour ago.

Gillian's phone went off.

Ria's mouth almost fell open. She would have never expected to see Gillian looking that embarrassed and.. What was that other thing? Yes, shyness. Gillian Foster, who seemed to be in control of herself so many times was actually having trouble with picking up her phone in one swift move like she usually did because she was nervous. And Lightman didn't even seem to notice. What had been going on between these two moments ago? She'd seen Lightman and Emily coming out of Gillian's office earlier.

Ria tilted her head as Gillian answered her phone in a shaky breath.

Cal suddenly noticed the look on Ria's face and stared at her.

Gillian smiled at Ria and Cal before she excused herself and left extremely quick on her high heels.

'What?' Cal asked as he saw Ria's face.

'What did you do to her?' Ria asked surprised as she saw Gillian dissapearing in her office.

'What are you on about?' Cal asked confused and annoyed as he shook his head with frowned brows at her.

Ria's right eye brow rose in surprise. Hadn't he seen it? 'Didn't you just see that?'

'What?'

Ria's eyes widened. No, he hadn't noticed. 'Never mind.' He probably missed it because he had focused on the mailman.

Ria wanted to turn away when Cal stopped her.

'Did I see what?' He asked in a stern tone.

She smirked mischievously as Emily came walking back. 'Why don't you use that one-' She pointed at the camera. 'To relive the moment and find out for yourself. I couldn't explain it that clearly, colourful and vividly as it just happened in front of me, believe me.' Ria smiled widely as she left and left him flabbergasted.

'What was that about?' Emily asked surprised as she watched Torres leave for the lab.

'Dunno. Work hours are getting to her I suppose.' Cal mumbled deep in thought as he eyed the camera in the hallway.

'O. So Chinese?' Emily asked. She was very hungry!

'Yeah, Chinese it is!' Cal said as he tried hard to sound positive. His heart felt heavy and he was tired.

She'd learned a lot in the police force. She ran down the stairs as she took off her fake moustache and beard. When she exited the building she took off the fake glasses. She'd always loved different outfits and disguises…

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