Don stormed to his car slamming the door behind him he fumbled trying to get the key into the ignition and all the anger seemed to seep out of him. Larry could be right. Maybe he just wasn't willing to except that Charlie might do something like that. Was he being blinded? No. I saw him in that cell, he is definitely under the impression he was helping or protecting me.

As Don weaved through the desks of his fellow agents he thought about what Terry had said about someone inside the FBI leaking the information to Charlie. That at least made sense, if someone wanted to get Charlie working for them that would make sense. The chilling part was that meant one of the people he trusted, an FBI agent was a traitor.

"Agent Eppes!"

Don was interrupted in his thoughts by Agent Young. It was obvious she had been trying to get his attention for some time.

"Sorry, what did you need?"

"Agent Sinclair asked me to give these messages to you when you returned and let you know that he was checking in with two other jobs your brother worked on a couple of months ago."

"Thanks," he snatched the paper rather ungratefully and Agent Young walked away with a slightly hurt expression. Don suddenly felt like he couldn't trust anyone. He was upset that David had shared that much information with another agent, he suddenly felt it was very important that this stay within his small circle. He snapped open his cell phone but received a busy signal from Agent Sinclair's phone. He glanced down at the messages and saw one from his father and two from Agent Simmons. He really should give her his cell number. He sighed and leaned back in his chair how was he going to find time to investigate this if he spent all day answering phone calls. He knew his father would forgive him so he punched in Agent Simmon's number first.

"This is Don Eppes speaking is Agent Simmons there?"

"Did you find anything interesting on your brother's laptop?"

Shit, Don thought to himself, she knows about that already. "Not yet, but I have one of his coworkers looking into it. Did you find anything on his home computer?"

"Yes actually, but I don't wish to discuss it over the phone, how soon can you get here?"

"Maybe 15 minutes."

"Fine, oh and Agent Eppes? Don't try to keep anything else from me."

Don pressed end, grumbling to himself. He glanced around for his jacket and then realized he hadn't even taken it off yet so he headed back to his car.

He tapped two more keys on his keyboard before attending to the ringing phone. He didn't hear anyone at the other end of the line and immediately knew who was calling.

"I don't think he said anything yet." He whispered into the phone, "The brother is suspicious. What do we do now?"

"Wait," the deep voice responded on the other end.

"That's easy for you to say sir, your not the one left holding the bag if that genius decides to talk."

"Wait… he won't talk, and if he does we will still have time to deal with him."

"He was just here and he was looking around as if he expected to find me here."

"He works there you idiot. If you really think he is onto you do something about it, but whatever you do, do not kill him. And do not let him know it was you."

"I have to go." He clicked his phone back into place on his belt and turned back to his keyboard before the other agent passed by.

Note: For those of you who didn't notice… that was bad guy cam finally making an appearance… Thanks for the comments even if they are very few, I have also noticed that they are very loyal and you guys are keeping me typing. Thanks so much!