Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Third Watch. And any opinions expressed by them in this story are in no way a reflection of the people that do own them.
Authors note: Thanks again to my few loyal reviewers, it means a lot to me, to read what you have to say. And Faith-In-Faith...I almost made that same mistake three more times in this chapter...thanks, nice catch.
Previously in this story: Faith sends Bosco and Cruz on a wild goose chase following a guy on vacation from Pennsylvania. Davis finds out Cruz was the one who planted the money in Sully's apartment. And Faith finds out Cruz planted the drugs in Ty's girlfriend's car. Ty, Faith, and Sully, plan to get even.
~Chapter eleven~
Faith starts the shift behind the desk. She has one more day after today, and then she can go back on patrol. The other officers are in roll call. When they come filing out, Davis approaches her. As they start talking, Bosco wanders over to try and listen to what they are saying.
He hears Davis say something about meal break, then he quickly shuts up when Bosco gets closer. "Hey what's goin on? Anything new?" Bosco asks.
"No. I guess Sully's informants aren't as reliable as he thought." Davis says. He gives Faith a knowing glance. "I'll see you later on."
Bosco notices the suspicious look between Davis and Faith. "Nothing huh? So...does that mean that you guys are giving up?"
She nods. "Looks like we've been wasting our time."
"I'd be inclined to agree." Bosco puts his hands on the counter and says, "Do you wanna tell me what this is?" He lifts his hand, exposing the note that sent him and Cruz running in circles yesterday. "That's your hand writing."
She picks it up, forcing herself not to smile, and says, "A doodle."
"A doodle?"
"Yah. I was doodling. Where'd ya find this?"
"On the floor. It's got a name and plate number...and information on someone. "
"Yah...I ran a name through the computer, to verify who this guy was. He's a cop from Pennsylvania. Then he was tellin me he's here on vacation, visitin his family. He was having dinner at Shianno's at four o'clock. See?" She says pointing. "I was doodling as we talked." She crinkles it up and throws it out. "What did you think it was?"
"Nothing...I uh...thought...it was something important that you might need...I thought you dropped it." He looks down a little embarrassed. "So...when are you back on patrol?"
"Tomorrow is my last day on the desk. I can't wait to get back. I hate being on the desk, it's really boring."
"Hey...why don't I swing by later, and we can take meal break together." He wants to find out what Davis was talking about earlier.
"Oh...I can't today. I got plans. How about tomorrow?"
"What plans?"
"Sully is comin by...I'm joining him and Davis at Campy's."
"Well...then I'll just join you guys." He offers.
"Ah, boy. I wish you could...but Davis called to add me to the reservation...and they did...but, reluctantly. I don't think they'll let us add one more. I'm sorry. Let's do it another time, ok?"
"Well...then...I guess I'll find something else to do. I'd better get out there. See ya."
[Bosco is in Cruz's office]
"So she played you with that fake information?" Cruz says angrily.
"No...I must have grabbed the wrong paper. Davis found something out yesterday, though. Sully is meeting with Davis and Faith at meal break. They won't let me join them so I know something is up. We need to get someone to Campy's to find out what they talk about."
"You're sure about this? Because so far, Boscorelli, you're information has been shit."
"Well...find out for yourself. Get someone over there to listen to them. If you get nothing...then...that's it...I'm done."
"Ok...you said Campy's?" She makes a phone call. "Yah, Glen...Maritza here. I need you to set up a bug at Campy's restaurant for me...No, I'll meet you there within the hour...I'll take care of the paper work later. I need this in right away...No it can be removed by the end of the shift...right...I need to hear a conversation that is going to happen at this restaurant tonight...A warrant? I'll get one later if I think I need it. Ok, see you in a few."
[Cruz and Bosco are at the restaurant]
While Bosco looks through the reservation book, Cruz explains to the owner that she is placing a listening device at a certain table. "This is police business. No one will be at risk here. These people are not dangerous. We just need to listen to a conversation they will be having, in connection with another crime."
"Here it is...John Sullivan, party of three." Bosco says, underlining the name in the book.
"Alright, when this party arrives, it will be one fat guy and two police officers, I want you to seat them at that table." She points to the table where Glen is placing the wire tap in the centerpiece. "Do you understand? This is very important."
"Yah...I got it." The hostess says. "I'll make sure that no one else does any of the seating tonight."
Cruz and Bosco go outside to wait in the van where they are testing the wire tap, to be sure that it's functioning properly.
Glen looks nervously at Cruz. "Ya know...I'm not comfortable with this Maritza. No paperwork, no warrant...I could get into a lot of trouble."
"It's ok. I told you...I'll take care of all that later. I won't need this information in court anyway. I'm just gathering information so I can get some evidence."
"Whatever you say. But if anyone asks...this never happened. I will vehemently deny that I ever placed this bug here...or was involved in this in any way. At least until that paper work is on my desk."
"Good. That works for me." She says, smiling at him.
[A few hours later]
Sully walks into the restaurant with Davis and Faith. The hostess seats them at the table and they tell her they are limited for time so they order their food right away. As soon as she walks away, Sully says, "Well, have you found out anything about our situations?"
"Yah Sul. I found out where the money came from that was planted in your apartment." Davis informs him. "I can't actually prove it but, it was money stolen from a numbers runner. And guess who stole it from him."
"Tell me." Sully says.
"Maritza Cruz."
"Cruz? What...c'mon Davis that's crazy. I know she's an asshole but this is..."
"You haven't heard the half of it." Faith says. "That bastard Cruz is the behind the complaints against me. She got me suspended. And Davis...you aren't immune from her wrath either. I found out that she is the one that planted the drugs in Jackie's car."
"What!" Davis says angrily. "Are you sure. Why in the hell would she do that? I mean...I know that she hates Sully, and she's always had something against you Faith, but why would she have it out for Jackie? She don't even know her."
"My guess is that she's a psychopath. She has an emotional disorder, or she's just plain crazy. She can't help but lash out at people, she's evil. I'm not just assuming this...believe me, I wish it had been someone else. Trying to prove that a sergeant was behind all this will be impossible. Especially her. I'm sure she has all the angles covered. But I have proof that she was in Jackie's car."
"Well then...if you have proof, that's all we need. I'm not afraid to take her down."
"I have proof...but I didn't obtain it legally. We can't use it. All we can do is accept it, and watch our backs."
"And...we can at least piss her off. Nothing would burn her ass more, than if we found Buford before she did." Sully interjects. "Which brings us to our agenda...how is the search coming?" Sully asks.
"Well...it's really hard trying to track down information with Bosco hovering around all the time. But all the bogus leads we've sent him on, has helped. I got the names of a lot of rich and very powerful people that I believe we can tie to Buford. They are all backing him with money, and I figured out which one of them is him."
"Which one?" Sully asks anxiously.
"His name is Hector Pinaro." Faith informs him.
Davis says. "I've been following around the guys you told me about, Sul, and feeding their contacts to Faith. Yesterday I followed one guy down to the pier and found him inquiring about a slip for this Hector."
Faith adds, "There is almost no information to be found on him. And everything I find, ends in some information loop or a dead end that makes it look as though he doesn't really exist. He's living in Florida right now. He appears to be worth a 'lot' of money but I can't trace where it came from. And he's only twenty four years old. I did find that he owns a boat. A very very large boat. Too large for a slip...he'll have to dock at the pier."
"The name of the boat is 'The East Coast Ghost'. The guys I've been tracking for you, have been using that term a lot, in reference to who they work for. It's gotta be more than a coincidence." Davis tells him.
Faith continues, "The hardest part about tracking him is that he goes by Hector or Buford, and sometimes he uses either name as his last name. I had to keep cross referencing the names, but I did find the one piece of evidence we needed...a finger print."
"How in the world did you get that?"
"When he was young he got caught shoplifting. I had to really pull some strings to get into his juvy file, because it had been sealed by a judge...but I got a print, and I got a match on it."
"And?" Sully says excitedly.
"It matches the print they got off the car that Cruz and Bosco were chasing, before Buford slipped away. I put everything together in a pretty complicated file that I have hidden under the desk. But if you follow it from name to name, it all traces back to Hector Pinaro."
"Nice work guys...we got him. Now...we need to bring him in. Any idea on when he's coming to town?" Sully asks.
"I'm working on that now." Faith offers. "I have one more day on the desk. I'm gonna take my list of names and start running checks through the airlines to see who's coming to town, and when. Davis has a hunch that Buford has been preparing for some kind of meeting with the people who's names you gave me."
"And don't forget to check on the 'East Coast Ghost'." Davis adds. "I'll bet he'll be arriving in town on that."
[Bosco and Cruz are inside the van listening to the wire tap]
"Eeeah...alright!" Cruz cries out excitedly. "We got it. Boscorelli...you finally came through. Buford, or should I say Hector Pinaro, is ours."
Bosco stares at her in silence.
"As soon as Buford is behind bars, I'm gonna recommend that you be transferred to ACU...permanently." Bosco still says nothing. "What?! What's that look for?" She says, her mood darkening.
"Is it true? What they said...did you really get Faith suspended and set up Sully and Davis' girlfriend?"
"Oh grow up Boscorelli. Nobody is all clean. Nobody. This isn't 'Chips', and I ain't Eric Estrada. Even your girlfriend Yokas isn't totally clean, she got that information on me illegally. You can't trust anyone a hundred percent."
"Even you? Because I did trust you...a hundred percent."
"Then you're a fool...and that's just what they have been doing...making you look the fool all week. You can trust 'me' until you get on my bad side, which is what they did." Her voice gets all soft and sweet. "But right now...you're very much on my good side." She places her hand on his cheek. "We are going to nail this Buford together...right? You're still with me? That other stuff has nothing to do with you...or us. Tonight you will be rewarded for your good work. And tomorrow you will get revenge...if you still want in on it."
Bosco thinks about it. Being sent to the gay bar...and then teased. Following a guy all around Jersey for a whole day...for no reason. She's right...they pushed him out of the loop and then made him look stupid. He doesn't owe them any loyalty. He didn't have anything to do with their trouble, all he has done is take information from them. Buford isn't theirs to get, he's up for grabs, and if he grabs him first, it will further his career. He has to think about himself first. To hell with them.
"Yah...I'm in." He nods his head, then smiles. "I'm definitely in. What do we do next?"
"I'm gonna check into that boat, 'The East Coast Ghost'...you're gonna get that file away from Yokas. We can't let her get any more information. We have to find out when those people are coming to town before she does. We are gonna nail Buford and his contacts. This will mean a promotion for me...and I'm bringing you with me."
[Later...Back at the precinct]
Bosco walks by the desk and notices that Faith is frantically searching for something. She looks very upset. Davis is standing there talking to her and he looks very upset as well.
"Are you sure you left it back there?" Davis asks.
"Yes...I'm positive!" Faith answers, almost yelling. "It was under all these files. Someone took it."
"Well...do ya have a copy of it?" Davis asks worriedly.
Faith looks up from below the counter and shouts at Davis, "If I had a copy would I be searching this desperately?"
"I can't believe you lost it."
"I didn't lose it! I'm telling you someone..."
"What did you lose?" Bosco asks.
They both say to him, "Nothing."
"Um...she misplaced a report I handed in." Davis offers.
"Well...what type of report? I'll help ya look for it." Bosco offers, then heads around the desk. "Traffic? Missing person?...What?"
"No...that's alright, I'll find it myself. Do you need something?" Faith says to Bosco.
"No. I just wanted to ask how your lunch date was."
"Oh. It was fine."
Bosco looks back and fourth from Davis to Faith. "Man...you two are really upset about this stupid report. Was it that important? Can't you just write up another one?" Bosco says to Davis.
"Yah...that's what I'll do." Davis says.
Cruz enters the precinct and walks up to the desk. "Who died?" she asks.
"Nobody. Faith misplaced a report." Bosco pipes in.
"What...have you never lost a report before, Yokas? You look like you're about to cry." She shoots her a crooked grin and walks away with Bosco.
Once they are out of earshot, Cruz says, "Damn Boscorelli...you work fast."
"Only when I need to. Did you see the look on their faces? I almost felt bad for them."
"I want to see the file." She sounds like a kid at Christmas.
"It's in your office. And I can see why Faith was so upset about losing it...she has a lot of information in there. And the tangle of red tape tracing who Buford really is...man, it's amazing she cracked it. She has every one of his contacts, where everyone is from, how much they're worth, what possible connection they would have with Buford. We don't have to do anything except check the airlines for a ticket."
"And the finger print is in there?"
"It's in there...along with the fingerprint taken off the car."
Cruz scans the file. "Damn...your girlfriend outdid herself. Maybe I'm workin with the wrong member of 55 David." She gives him a grin.
"So shall we start callin the airlines?" He smiles back.
"No...we need to be more careful. Yokas still knows the names on that list, and she may be able to retrieve them from the computer. We need to go down to the airport and give them an order to suppress their passenger lists until we finish our investigation."
"Can we do that?"
"We can draw up something that looks official, stating that the information cannot be given out to anyone, even other law enforcement agencies, until we lift the order. It isn't legally binding, but they may honor it, if they think it's for their own protection."
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Authors note: Thanks again to my few loyal reviewers, it means a lot to me, to read what you have to say. And Faith-In-Faith...I almost made that same mistake three more times in this chapter...thanks, nice catch.
Previously in this story: Faith sends Bosco and Cruz on a wild goose chase following a guy on vacation from Pennsylvania. Davis finds out Cruz was the one who planted the money in Sully's apartment. And Faith finds out Cruz planted the drugs in Ty's girlfriend's car. Ty, Faith, and Sully, plan to get even.
~Chapter eleven~
Faith starts the shift behind the desk. She has one more day after today, and then she can go back on patrol. The other officers are in roll call. When they come filing out, Davis approaches her. As they start talking, Bosco wanders over to try and listen to what they are saying.
He hears Davis say something about meal break, then he quickly shuts up when Bosco gets closer. "Hey what's goin on? Anything new?" Bosco asks.
"No. I guess Sully's informants aren't as reliable as he thought." Davis says. He gives Faith a knowing glance. "I'll see you later on."
Bosco notices the suspicious look between Davis and Faith. "Nothing huh? So...does that mean that you guys are giving up?"
She nods. "Looks like we've been wasting our time."
"I'd be inclined to agree." Bosco puts his hands on the counter and says, "Do you wanna tell me what this is?" He lifts his hand, exposing the note that sent him and Cruz running in circles yesterday. "That's your hand writing."
She picks it up, forcing herself not to smile, and says, "A doodle."
"A doodle?"
"Yah. I was doodling. Where'd ya find this?"
"On the floor. It's got a name and plate number...and information on someone. "
"Yah...I ran a name through the computer, to verify who this guy was. He's a cop from Pennsylvania. Then he was tellin me he's here on vacation, visitin his family. He was having dinner at Shianno's at four o'clock. See?" She says pointing. "I was doodling as we talked." She crinkles it up and throws it out. "What did you think it was?"
"Nothing...I uh...thought...it was something important that you might need...I thought you dropped it." He looks down a little embarrassed. "So...when are you back on patrol?"
"Tomorrow is my last day on the desk. I can't wait to get back. I hate being on the desk, it's really boring."
"Hey...why don't I swing by later, and we can take meal break together." He wants to find out what Davis was talking about earlier.
"Oh...I can't today. I got plans. How about tomorrow?"
"What plans?"
"Sully is comin by...I'm joining him and Davis at Campy's."
"Well...then I'll just join you guys." He offers.
"Ah, boy. I wish you could...but Davis called to add me to the reservation...and they did...but, reluctantly. I don't think they'll let us add one more. I'm sorry. Let's do it another time, ok?"
"Well...then...I guess I'll find something else to do. I'd better get out there. See ya."
[Bosco is in Cruz's office]
"So she played you with that fake information?" Cruz says angrily.
"No...I must have grabbed the wrong paper. Davis found something out yesterday, though. Sully is meeting with Davis and Faith at meal break. They won't let me join them so I know something is up. We need to get someone to Campy's to find out what they talk about."
"You're sure about this? Because so far, Boscorelli, you're information has been shit."
"Well...find out for yourself. Get someone over there to listen to them. If you get nothing...then...that's it...I'm done."
"Ok...you said Campy's?" She makes a phone call. "Yah, Glen...Maritza here. I need you to set up a bug at Campy's restaurant for me...No, I'll meet you there within the hour...I'll take care of the paper work later. I need this in right away...No it can be removed by the end of the shift...right...I need to hear a conversation that is going to happen at this restaurant tonight...A warrant? I'll get one later if I think I need it. Ok, see you in a few."
[Cruz and Bosco are at the restaurant]
While Bosco looks through the reservation book, Cruz explains to the owner that she is placing a listening device at a certain table. "This is police business. No one will be at risk here. These people are not dangerous. We just need to listen to a conversation they will be having, in connection with another crime."
"Here it is...John Sullivan, party of three." Bosco says, underlining the name in the book.
"Alright, when this party arrives, it will be one fat guy and two police officers, I want you to seat them at that table." She points to the table where Glen is placing the wire tap in the centerpiece. "Do you understand? This is very important."
"Yah...I got it." The hostess says. "I'll make sure that no one else does any of the seating tonight."
Cruz and Bosco go outside to wait in the van where they are testing the wire tap, to be sure that it's functioning properly.
Glen looks nervously at Cruz. "Ya know...I'm not comfortable with this Maritza. No paperwork, no warrant...I could get into a lot of trouble."
"It's ok. I told you...I'll take care of all that later. I won't need this information in court anyway. I'm just gathering information so I can get some evidence."
"Whatever you say. But if anyone asks...this never happened. I will vehemently deny that I ever placed this bug here...or was involved in this in any way. At least until that paper work is on my desk."
"Good. That works for me." She says, smiling at him.
[A few hours later]
Sully walks into the restaurant with Davis and Faith. The hostess seats them at the table and they tell her they are limited for time so they order their food right away. As soon as she walks away, Sully says, "Well, have you found out anything about our situations?"
"Yah Sul. I found out where the money came from that was planted in your apartment." Davis informs him. "I can't actually prove it but, it was money stolen from a numbers runner. And guess who stole it from him."
"Tell me." Sully says.
"Maritza Cruz."
"Cruz? What...c'mon Davis that's crazy. I know she's an asshole but this is..."
"You haven't heard the half of it." Faith says. "That bastard Cruz is the behind the complaints against me. She got me suspended. And Davis...you aren't immune from her wrath either. I found out that she is the one that planted the drugs in Jackie's car."
"What!" Davis says angrily. "Are you sure. Why in the hell would she do that? I mean...I know that she hates Sully, and she's always had something against you Faith, but why would she have it out for Jackie? She don't even know her."
"My guess is that she's a psychopath. She has an emotional disorder, or she's just plain crazy. She can't help but lash out at people, she's evil. I'm not just assuming this...believe me, I wish it had been someone else. Trying to prove that a sergeant was behind all this will be impossible. Especially her. I'm sure she has all the angles covered. But I have proof that she was in Jackie's car."
"Well then...if you have proof, that's all we need. I'm not afraid to take her down."
"I have proof...but I didn't obtain it legally. We can't use it. All we can do is accept it, and watch our backs."
"And...we can at least piss her off. Nothing would burn her ass more, than if we found Buford before she did." Sully interjects. "Which brings us to our agenda...how is the search coming?" Sully asks.
"Well...it's really hard trying to track down information with Bosco hovering around all the time. But all the bogus leads we've sent him on, has helped. I got the names of a lot of rich and very powerful people that I believe we can tie to Buford. They are all backing him with money, and I figured out which one of them is him."
"Which one?" Sully asks anxiously.
"His name is Hector Pinaro." Faith informs him.
Davis says. "I've been following around the guys you told me about, Sul, and feeding their contacts to Faith. Yesterday I followed one guy down to the pier and found him inquiring about a slip for this Hector."
Faith adds, "There is almost no information to be found on him. And everything I find, ends in some information loop or a dead end that makes it look as though he doesn't really exist. He's living in Florida right now. He appears to be worth a 'lot' of money but I can't trace where it came from. And he's only twenty four years old. I did find that he owns a boat. A very very large boat. Too large for a slip...he'll have to dock at the pier."
"The name of the boat is 'The East Coast Ghost'. The guys I've been tracking for you, have been using that term a lot, in reference to who they work for. It's gotta be more than a coincidence." Davis tells him.
Faith continues, "The hardest part about tracking him is that he goes by Hector or Buford, and sometimes he uses either name as his last name. I had to keep cross referencing the names, but I did find the one piece of evidence we needed...a finger print."
"How in the world did you get that?"
"When he was young he got caught shoplifting. I had to really pull some strings to get into his juvy file, because it had been sealed by a judge...but I got a print, and I got a match on it."
"And?" Sully says excitedly.
"It matches the print they got off the car that Cruz and Bosco were chasing, before Buford slipped away. I put everything together in a pretty complicated file that I have hidden under the desk. But if you follow it from name to name, it all traces back to Hector Pinaro."
"Nice work guys...we got him. Now...we need to bring him in. Any idea on when he's coming to town?" Sully asks.
"I'm working on that now." Faith offers. "I have one more day on the desk. I'm gonna take my list of names and start running checks through the airlines to see who's coming to town, and when. Davis has a hunch that Buford has been preparing for some kind of meeting with the people who's names you gave me."
"And don't forget to check on the 'East Coast Ghost'." Davis adds. "I'll bet he'll be arriving in town on that."
[Bosco and Cruz are inside the van listening to the wire tap]
"Eeeah...alright!" Cruz cries out excitedly. "We got it. Boscorelli...you finally came through. Buford, or should I say Hector Pinaro, is ours."
Bosco stares at her in silence.
"As soon as Buford is behind bars, I'm gonna recommend that you be transferred to ACU...permanently." Bosco still says nothing. "What?! What's that look for?" She says, her mood darkening.
"Is it true? What they said...did you really get Faith suspended and set up Sully and Davis' girlfriend?"
"Oh grow up Boscorelli. Nobody is all clean. Nobody. This isn't 'Chips', and I ain't Eric Estrada. Even your girlfriend Yokas isn't totally clean, she got that information on me illegally. You can't trust anyone a hundred percent."
"Even you? Because I did trust you...a hundred percent."
"Then you're a fool...and that's just what they have been doing...making you look the fool all week. You can trust 'me' until you get on my bad side, which is what they did." Her voice gets all soft and sweet. "But right now...you're very much on my good side." She places her hand on his cheek. "We are going to nail this Buford together...right? You're still with me? That other stuff has nothing to do with you...or us. Tonight you will be rewarded for your good work. And tomorrow you will get revenge...if you still want in on it."
Bosco thinks about it. Being sent to the gay bar...and then teased. Following a guy all around Jersey for a whole day...for no reason. She's right...they pushed him out of the loop and then made him look stupid. He doesn't owe them any loyalty. He didn't have anything to do with their trouble, all he has done is take information from them. Buford isn't theirs to get, he's up for grabs, and if he grabs him first, it will further his career. He has to think about himself first. To hell with them.
"Yah...I'm in." He nods his head, then smiles. "I'm definitely in. What do we do next?"
"I'm gonna check into that boat, 'The East Coast Ghost'...you're gonna get that file away from Yokas. We can't let her get any more information. We have to find out when those people are coming to town before she does. We are gonna nail Buford and his contacts. This will mean a promotion for me...and I'm bringing you with me."
[Later...Back at the precinct]
Bosco walks by the desk and notices that Faith is frantically searching for something. She looks very upset. Davis is standing there talking to her and he looks very upset as well.
"Are you sure you left it back there?" Davis asks.
"Yes...I'm positive!" Faith answers, almost yelling. "It was under all these files. Someone took it."
"Well...do ya have a copy of it?" Davis asks worriedly.
Faith looks up from below the counter and shouts at Davis, "If I had a copy would I be searching this desperately?"
"I can't believe you lost it."
"I didn't lose it! I'm telling you someone..."
"What did you lose?" Bosco asks.
They both say to him, "Nothing."
"Um...she misplaced a report I handed in." Davis offers.
"Well...what type of report? I'll help ya look for it." Bosco offers, then heads around the desk. "Traffic? Missing person?...What?"
"No...that's alright, I'll find it myself. Do you need something?" Faith says to Bosco.
"No. I just wanted to ask how your lunch date was."
"Oh. It was fine."
Bosco looks back and fourth from Davis to Faith. "Man...you two are really upset about this stupid report. Was it that important? Can't you just write up another one?" Bosco says to Davis.
"Yah...that's what I'll do." Davis says.
Cruz enters the precinct and walks up to the desk. "Who died?" she asks.
"Nobody. Faith misplaced a report." Bosco pipes in.
"What...have you never lost a report before, Yokas? You look like you're about to cry." She shoots her a crooked grin and walks away with Bosco.
Once they are out of earshot, Cruz says, "Damn Boscorelli...you work fast."
"Only when I need to. Did you see the look on their faces? I almost felt bad for them."
"I want to see the file." She sounds like a kid at Christmas.
"It's in your office. And I can see why Faith was so upset about losing it...she has a lot of information in there. And the tangle of red tape tracing who Buford really is...man, it's amazing she cracked it. She has every one of his contacts, where everyone is from, how much they're worth, what possible connection they would have with Buford. We don't have to do anything except check the airlines for a ticket."
"And the finger print is in there?"
"It's in there...along with the fingerprint taken off the car."
Cruz scans the file. "Damn...your girlfriend outdid herself. Maybe I'm workin with the wrong member of 55 David." She gives him a grin.
"So shall we start callin the airlines?" He smiles back.
"No...we need to be more careful. Yokas still knows the names on that list, and she may be able to retrieve them from the computer. We need to go down to the airport and give them an order to suppress their passenger lists until we finish our investigation."
"Can we do that?"
"We can draw up something that looks official, stating that the information cannot be given out to anyone, even other law enforcement agencies, until we lift the order. It isn't legally binding, but they may honor it, if they think it's for their own protection."
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