1 In Like Flint
Donovan walked quietly into the nest, his muscles screaming in protest at each step.
"How are you this morning?" Monica asked snickering a bit; she had seen the deliberate way he had come in.
He glared at her; she quit snickering. " Jake is back from his meeting with Graham's men in San Diego." She offered as a peace offering.
" How did it go?" Donovan asked pulling up a chair.
" Went just peachy, I got a new bruise and jet lag." Jake chimed in sarcastically, coming out of the crib.
"Good." Was all the reply he got out of Donovan.
" Well now that Graham thinks Alex is a cold blooded killer, she should be in like Flint." Monica said looking at Jake and Donovan.
"Hey, look who's still alive, wow, ya know I'm amazed." Cody said walking into the nest, speaking to Donovan.
"What does surveillance look like?" Donovan asked, his voice cutting off any more comments from Cody.
" Weller, had a late night meeting with Graham again. Money changed hands, and it looks like they took the bait judging from the looks of Jake. Alex is in. Kincaid got a phone call from Weller, but nothing conclusive was said, it was probably some kind of code." Cody said taking his seat in front of his computer.
" Where is Alex now?" Donovan asked.
" She and Weller are tracking down a lower level player in Graham's operation, named Ronald Bacche but, apparently he's a ghost no one can find him."
Donovan turned to Jake who was sitting on the briefing table his arms crossed over his chest. " Jake hit the street, see if you can find Bacche , I may want to have a few words with him." Donovan ordered.
"Sure no problem, anything's better than doing nothing." Jake replied grabbing his coat and heading for the door.
" I'll be back at the training center." Donovan told his team, as he walked carefully out the door.
" Don't let her kill you now." Cody called to his retreating back.
" Cody, Shut up." Monica told him swatting him with a file.
" What she's a scary woman, she could kill him with her training sessions, and then where would we be? Answer me that." Cody said with mock severity , turning to his computer screen.
Monica just shook her head and rolled her eyes at his back .
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Donovan walked quietly into the nest, his muscles screaming in protest at each step.
"How are you this morning?" Monica asked snickering a bit; she had seen the deliberate way he had come in.
He glared at her; she quit snickering. " Jake is back from his meeting with Graham's men in San Diego." She offered as a peace offering.
" How did it go?" Donovan asked pulling up a chair.
" Went just peachy, I got a new bruise and jet lag." Jake chimed in sarcastically, coming out of the crib.
"Good." Was all the reply he got out of Donovan.
" Well now that Graham thinks Alex is a cold blooded killer, she should be in like Flint." Monica said looking at Jake and Donovan.
"Hey, look who's still alive, wow, ya know I'm amazed." Cody said walking into the nest, speaking to Donovan.
"What does surveillance look like?" Donovan asked, his voice cutting off any more comments from Cody.
" Weller, had a late night meeting with Graham again. Money changed hands, and it looks like they took the bait judging from the looks of Jake. Alex is in. Kincaid got a phone call from Weller, but nothing conclusive was said, it was probably some kind of code." Cody said taking his seat in front of his computer.
" Where is Alex now?" Donovan asked.
" She and Weller are tracking down a lower level player in Graham's operation, named Ronald Bacche but, apparently he's a ghost no one can find him."
Donovan turned to Jake who was sitting on the briefing table his arms crossed over his chest. " Jake hit the street, see if you can find Bacche , I may want to have a few words with him." Donovan ordered.
"Sure no problem, anything's better than doing nothing." Jake replied grabbing his coat and heading for the door.
" I'll be back at the training center." Donovan told his team, as he walked carefully out the door.
" Don't let her kill you now." Cody called to his retreating back.
" Cody, Shut up." Monica told him swatting him with a file.
" What she's a scary woman, she could kill him with her training sessions, and then where would we be? Answer me that." Cody said with mock severity , turning to his computer screen.
Monica just shook her head and rolled her eyes at his back .
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