Jo came in to the office at 9 am. She went straight to Mac's office. He was engrossed in paperwork but he was yawning when she arrived at the office. Jo smiled and knocked on the door. Mac looked up and waved her in. "Hi," Jo said and put her hands on her hips. "Are you tired?"
Mac smiled. "I'm not really 'tired', I'm sleepy," he said.
"What's the difference?"
"Well, tired is when you feel drained. Sleepy is when you need sleep. Everybody needs sleep whether they get tired or not."
Jo considered that. "Well, when I think of my kids, I can understand that logic."
"Did you need something?" Mac asked.
"Just wondering what our plans are for tonight."
Mac looked at her and considered that. "What do you want to do?" he asked.
"I would like to go out tonight…unless you get engrossed in another case. Then we'll just repeat last night." Jo walked over to Mac's desk. "I thoroughly enjoyed that and I wouldn't mind spending every evening like that."
Mac looked down at his files and shook his head. "Well, I'm sorry I fell asleep," he said.
"That's alright," Jo said. "Don't worry about that."
"I guess I'm not used to being up so late," Mac said with a smile.
Jo laughed as she turned to go to her office. "We'll talk later," she said. She smiled over her shoulder at him as she headed for her office.
Mac could not help but smile as he bit his lip. He loved talking and laughing with Jo. He got to work on his paperwork again. He would have to think about all that later.
Danny and Lindsey were in their own office working on paperwork as well. "You know, if we put all the paperwork together that we have ever had to do, it would probably fill up this entire building we're in and might even overflow it," Danny remarked.
"I wouldn't be surprised," Lindsey replied. "It might fill up all of New York."
"I definitely say the rumor about Mac and Jo is true. They smile at each other and talk quietly together."
"Does that mean they're having an affair?"
"Affair? They're not married."
"Well, it could still be called an affair. I definitely think Jo has something for Mac. When we're talking and he walks by, she watches him and almost forgets what I am telling her."
Danny looked at Lindsey. "You're kidding," he said.
"Not at all. She definitely has the hots for him."
"Let's talk about something else."
Lindsey looked at Danny with a smile. "Why?" she asked. "You're usually so interested in Mac's personal life."
"Yeah, but now that we know he has one, I don't want to hear about it," Danny said.
Lindsey laughed. "You're pathetic."
Mac finished some more paperwork and then yawned again. It was so warm in the office, he thought he would fall asleep. He looked out of his office and did not see anyone. He turned his chair around sideways and leaned back. Only a few minutes, he thought. He was soon dozing.
Mac was awakened by someone saying his name. "Mac!" they said.
Mac opened his eyes to see the chief standing in his office. Mac stood up. "Chief," he said.
"Up late last night?"
"It's just warm in here," Mac said. "You wanted something?"
"Yeah. I want the report on that case you finished last night."
Mac scowled. "I already sent that up to you," he said.
"I didn't get it. Look again, Taylor. I want that file."
"Yes, sir."
The chief folded his arms. "Why don't you get some sleep tonight?" he asked.
"I got sleep last night, I'm just sleepy. I promise you I sent that report and the file was supposed to be here."
"Just find it."
The chief left and Mac sat down in his chair. He could not have forgotten that report. He remembered sending it last night. He searched through his desk drawers but did not find the report or the file. He searched through all the files on his desk but it was not there either. Mac knew he had finished that report. He thought of what he did last night before he left the office. He had left the report in the basket on his desk that was labeled for pickup and he had also sent a copy over email to the chief…or that's what he thought he had done. He could not have been that careless. He looked at his emails and did not see one that he had sent to the chief last night. He looked in the deleted emails folder but it was not there either. "That's impossible," he said to himself.
Mac got up and went into the computer lab. "Adam," he said.
Adam whirled around in his chair as he was startled by the sternness in Mac's voice. "Mac," he said.
"See if you can find an email that I sent to the chief last night."
"Yes, sir." Adam turned back to the computer and typed. He soon had the records of emails sent within the building. He found Mac's file and searched it. "No, sir, there doesn't seem to be one from you to the chief."
Mac leaned on the computer desk. "I know I sent that email, Adam," he said. "I haven't lost my mind yet."
Adam did not know what to say. "I can look some more and see if it's lost somewhere in the system."
"How could it get lost in the system?"
"I don't know. I'm just trying to figure this out."
Mac realized he was taking his frustration out on Adam. "I'm sorry, Adam." Mac rubbed his hair back and blew out a breath. "I know I wrote that report and sent it to the chief as well as made a copy and had it in the 'out' basket on my desk."
Adam stared at Mac a moment. He did not think he had ever seen Mac so distraught over a file. "Maybe it got misplaced by someone," he suggested.
"Just see if you can find it."
Mac left the computer lab and headed back to his office. Jo saw him as he went by but he did not even look toward her. She went down to his office and found him looking under his desk. "Mac, what are you doing?" Jo asked.
Mac looked at her. "I lost a file," he said as he stood up.
"Well, just relax. It will turn up."
Mac looked in all the baskets on his desk again and in the desk drawers. Jo watched him a moment. "Mac, it must have been picked up," she said.
Mac looked at her. "The chief said he didn't receive it," he said.
"What are you getting at? You think because you're trying to enjoy life you're getting slack in your job." Jo folded her arms. "I won't let you do this to yourself. Maybe the chief misplaced it or the person who picked it up."
Mac frowned. "But the email is missing too and so is the file," he said and looked at Jo.
Jo stared at him a moment. "The email?"
"Yes. I sent the chief a copy of the report through email like I always do. I know I did it, Jo."
Jo thought a moment. "Who could have intercepted that email?" she asked.
Mac scowled as he remembered that encounter he had on the street that morning. "I don't know," he said. He looked at Jo. "I had a strange meeting with someone this morning and she even called me after I got here in the office."
"What did she say?"
Mac looked at Jo wondering what she would think about that. "She said she is a psychic and that she has visions and she told me that someone was going to try to kill me," Mac said. "She also told me to beware of lions."
Jo stared at Mac a moment. "Lions?"
"That's what she said. If you see any lions here in the lab, make sure they don't come this way."
"Mac, don't be so sarcastic."
"It's ridiculous. I haven't seen a live lion in years. I don't even go to the zoo."
"Well, be careful anyway."
Mac sat down in his chair. "I can't find that file," he said. "I know I had it here."
Jo could not imagine what happened to the file. Mac got up and went to Danny and Lindsey's office. "Have either of you seen the file on Linda Warner?" he asked.
"Not since yesterday," Danny replied. "Why?"
"It's missing."
Danny and Lindsey looked through all the files on their desks. "It's not here," Lindsey said. "Where did you have it last?"
"In my office," Mac said. He thought a moment. "I wrote my report, I sent a copy to the chief, and that has disappeared too and I put the report in the basket to be picked up. I put the file in the desk drawer to be filed today. All of it is missing."
"Are you saying that someone in the lab messed up the files?" Lindsey asked.
"Something happened," Mac replied sternly. "I don't know who did what, but someone has misplaced that file, the report and they intercepted my email somehow and made it look like I never sent it."
Lindsey and Danny could not imagine anyone doing something like that. "Well, let's not panic," Jo said. "Let's search the lab and maybe we will find it. Maybe it got misplaced."
They all began a search of the lab. They searched through all the files that were being used in the lab to make sure the Warner file had not gotten mixed up in them but there was no sign of it. "I can't believe this," Mac said. He looked at Jo, Lindsey and Danny. "Do you know what this means?"
They knew exactly what it meant. "It means we have someone in this lab who can't be trusted," Jo declared.
"There are two new interns," Lindsey pointed out. "One of them is a messenger."
Mac considered that. "Get their names," he said. "I want this kept quiet. I'm going to redo my report and send it to the chief."
Mac headed back to his office. Jo looked at Danny and Lindsey. "How could someone get away with something like this?" she asked.
"There are a lot of files that go through this lab," Lindsey pointed out. "If someone wanted to take one of them, I guess it would be easy."
"Well, something is not right here and we are going to figure out what."
Mac sat down at his desk and wrote out another report. He sent the chief a copy and then carried the paper copy up there himself. "What's going on, Taylor?" the chief asked as Mac handed him the copy of the report.
"I don't know," Mac replied. "The Warner file has gone missing from the lab and my report went missing as well."
"How could that happen?"
"I don't know but I intend to find out."
"Keep me posted."
Mac turned and went back up to the lab. He was getting angrier by the minute. He did not like the idea that someone was working in his lab under his trust and guidance and they had betrayed that trust. He walked over to Jo's office. "You got those new interns yet?" he asked.
"We have the messenger who was working last night," Jo replied. "Patricia Stanford."
Mac took the file on the woman. "She's only been working here two weeks?" he asked.
"Yes."
"I want to talk to her."
"She's not here today."
"Then she is about to get a visit from the boss."
