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"Hey, Francie I'm home" Sydney called as she walked in the door.

"I'm in the kitchen" Francie called back.

Sydney walked toward the kitchen, sniffing appreciatively.

"Yum, something smells good," She said as she walked into the kitchen.

Francie looked up, as she shut the oven and smiled.

"It's honey ham, and it's almost done" Francie told her.

Sydney grinned and said, "One of my favorites."

Francie laughed. "I know. Why do you think I made it?"

"Thanks Fran."

Sydney walked over to the refrigerator and made herself a drink.

"I have to go pack. Could you give me a holler when dinner is ready?" Sydney asked Francie.

Francie looked at Sydney, her smile fading. "Another business trip, Syd? I hardly ever see you as it is" Francie groaned.

"I know, and I'm sorry" Sydney apologized.

Francie sighed. "No, I'm sorry. You don't hassle me, when I have to go to the restaurant."

"Thanks Fran." Sydney gave her one last smile, as she headed for her room to pack for her trip to Brazil.

"It's going to be one long plane ride, but at least it's someplace new" Sydney thought.

The next morning, Sydney hurried out the door and headed for her car, suitcase in tow.

A little bit later, Sydney was sitting on the plane. She leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes.

"Might as well try to get some sleep," she thought.

After waking up to eat, and watch the movie she fell back into a much needed slumber.

Sydney hadn't been getting much sleep lately, so this was a nice respite.

The next thing she knew, Dixon was shaking her shoulder and announcing that, "They had reached their destination."

Two hours later, Sydney and Dixon were set up in a van, and Sydney was more than ready to get this over with and head home.

"Okay, Syd are you ready?" Dixon asked her.

"Oh yeah. Let's do this" Was her reply.

Dixon smiled at her apparent eagerness for this mission.

"Go get em girl" He said with a grin as she headed out.

The sale was to be made on a secluded veranda at the back of a very expensive hotel.

Sydney had to walk through the lobby to get to the veranda, so she was dressed in a snazzy red dress with a slit in the leg, so that she could kick if need be.

And she was also wearing diamonds and a curly brown wig.

Sydney walked through the lobby as quickly as possible, and headed for an Employs Only, marked door.

"Okay Dixon, I'm in the hotel. I'm going to go radio silent."

"Okay. Just be careful" was his reply.

Sydney turned off her Sd-6 comm with one smooth motion.

Then she said, "Okay Vaughn, I'm headed for the veranda."

"Okay Syd" He said and then all was silent.

Sydney was outside heading quietly through the bushes, when she saw a man walking toward the veranda, briefcase in hand.

"Yes!" She said quietly.

It was Edward Lee, who obviously was running late. He should already have been at the veranda.

"Well, this just makes my job easier." Sydney thought to herself.

He was alone and far enough away from the veranda, so that even if he started hollering, it would take them a few minutes to get to him.

Sydney opened her small purse, and took out the pen that Marshal had giving her, and crept from her hiding place in the bushes, and walked up behind him.

"Excuse me," she said.

As soon as Edward Lee turned around, Sydney shot the tear gas in his face.

He quickly dropped the briefcase and grabbed his face, with a loud cry.

Sydney grabbed the briefcase, and took off running for the van.

She walked quickly through the lobby, and out to the van.

She climbed into the van and told Dixon, "I've got it, let's go!"

Once back in L.A. she made the switch with Vaughn, and handed Dixon the altered filmstrip before they each went their separate ways.

When Sydney got home, she went to her room and pulled out the note that Vaughn had passed her, when they made the exchange. It said, "When you come tomorrow, bring Will."

She wondered why she was supposed to bring Will to her mission debriefing, but she let it go because she knew that she would find out in the morning.

Will was coming over for dinner in a few hours, so she would pass along the message then.

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