A LITTLE HELP FROM A FRIEND
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Clayton Webb woke up at 4am. He looked down and saw Anna sleeping and smiled. Gently he picked her up and carefully carried her to her bedroom, he found an afghan and covered her. He then went back to the living room found a piece of paper and left her a note.
Anna
I am not running, but I do have to go away.
If I can I will call. I want to see you again.
Clay
He left her apartment and drove home. Once there he gathered together what he would need to go away. He thought about Anna and everything she has told him. It was impressive, her grandfather legitimized the business and put all those people though college. Based on what she has told him and what he had researched they were quite a group. All professionals and all highly regarded in their fields and not a hint of corruption. He was still curious, he looked at the clock it was too early to call anyone. He didn't care he grabbed the phone. "Pierce it's Clayton Webb. I need a favor."
"Clayton Webb at this hour what could you possibly need from me?" John Pierce asked.
"Can we meet at your office?" Webb requested.
"Webb is this important?" John asked.
"To me it is." Webb replied.
"Fine, I'll be there in an hour." John said and hung up.
FBI- HQ WASHINGTON D.C.
Clayton Webb pulled into the FBI headquarters. He walked into the building and showing his ID made his way to John Pierce's office.
"Webb, it's good to see you." John said with a bit of sarcasm.
"I appreciate this John." Webb said.
"Hey, having you owe me. How could I refuse?" John laughed. "What do you need?"
"We can keep this confidential?" Webb asked.
"What's going on?" John asked looking at Webb.
"I need information about Salvatore Paparini's family." Webb stated.
"Webb, that's not exactly a simple request." John stated.
"Well how about we start with Anthony Paparini?" Webb asked.
"Why is this important?" John asked.
"Can you get me the information?" Webb replied.
"Sit down." John said shaking his head and punching up something on his computer. Suddenly he let out a whistle.
"What?" Webb asked.
"Anthony Paparini was a Federal Prosecutor with the U.S Attorney's office in the Southern District of NY. Lead the charge against the Corelli family. Before he retired in 1996 he put away a lot of people." John said.
"I know that. What else?" Webb asked.
"If you know that what are you here for?" John asked. Webb just stared at him.
"Well this is interesting." John began. "Anthony wasn't the only Paparini working for the U.S. Attorney."
"Who else?" Webb asked.
"Anna Paparini, his daughter." John said. Webb got up and walked over to the computer. He stated at the screen, he wasn't in shock but he was surprised. Anna never told him this when they were talking last night.
"Webb? What does this have to do with you?" John asked.
"Nothing mind if I review?" Webb asked.
"Here you go." John said getting up from his chair. "I'll be right back."
Webb sat and read the file. John returned about 30 minutes later and handed Webb a folder, "This does not leave my office."
"I understand." Webb said.
"She's a looker, cute." John said looking at Anna's picture in the file. He then stopped and smiled. "Well who'd of thunk it?"
"What are you talking about?" Webb asked.
"This is personal isn't it?" John asked.
"I don't know yet." Webb said. He looked over the file John had. "Thanks. I do owe you."
"Clay, what's going on?" John asked.
"I'm not sure. She kept some secrets from me." Webb said.
"Considering what's here, I can see why." John replied.
"I better get going. I have a flight to catch." Webb said.
"Good luck." John said.
Clay left the office; he was digesting the information he had just received.
Maybe Anna hadn't lied to him, but she definitely left out some details. He wanted to talk to her but he had more important matters at hand. He was leaving for Iraq. He had to put this out of his mind until he got back. If he didn't it could compromise his work.