Chapter 1:
Amy sighed as she stretched and yawned, leaning back in her
chair.
*Where are they?* Amy thought to herself, *They said they'd call when they got back… that was supposed to be 3 days ago…*
Amy wasn't the only one who was worried; she knew that
Murdock was worried too.
Amy sighed again as she stared at the phone on her desk, waiting for it to ring—she all but jumped out of her chair when it did.
"Hello?" Amy asked, picking up the phone on the first ring.
"Hey Chiquita, what's happening?"
"Oh, hi Murdock. Not much, I'm just working on my editorial
for tomorrow's deadline.
"Nope…the big angry mud sucker probably made them drive back to LA from Mexico rather than fly," Murdock replied with a chuckle, "Or Facey probably got a new girlfriend or something… Don't worry, Amy, I'm sure they're just tied up and that they'll back soon."
"Yeah…I just hope they aren't *tied* up," Amy replied, "I have to go…call me if you hear anything from them… ok, Murdock?"
"Sure thing, muchacha..." Murdock responded, "Bye."
"Bye," Amy replied as she hung up the phone.
Amy was about to get back to her article when the phone rang again.
"Hello?" she asked as she picked up the receiver.
"Amy, it's Hannibal."
"Hannibal!" Amy exclaimed, "Where have you guys been?"
"I can't explain it right now, but I promise to later.
"What is it?"
"Meet Face at the café a few blocks away from the VA," Hannibal replied.
"But Hannibal…" Amy began.
"Well…" Amy said to herself as she grabbed her things and left the office, "So much for my article."
Amy got into her car, still wondering what the team needed her to do, and began her drive to the café.
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Johnson walked down the hall towards Decker's office with a
smile on his face.
"Come in!" Decker barked.
Johnson did as he was told.
"What do you want?" Decker snapped.
"To tell you that the recorder we planted in Amy Allen's phone worked."
"Really?" Decker asked; his bad temper decreasing, "What did you find out?"
"Plenty," Johnson replied as he looked down at the paper in
his hands,
Decker looked over the paper one more time with a smile of satisfaction on his face.
"Let's get going," Decker said as he got up from his chair, "I think we owe Peck and Allen a little visit."
As Johnson headed out the door, Decker said to himself, "You're not getting away this time, Smith."
TO BE CONTINUED…
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