"You ready?" he asked Michelle, placing a bug in his ear. Michelle took a deep breath and nodded. "Hey," he began. She looked up at him nervously. "I'm sorry, but anything that happens in there," he gestured to the window. "You're all I want." She gave him a reassuring smile.

"Do whatever you have to; we need this information." she replied in a professional voice.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Yeah." With that Tony punched in the code and walked into the interrogation room. "Nina, just tell me who connected Syed Ali to Peter Kingsley. Just tell me and you'll be free." Tony started off a little softer than last time. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them they were focused on him.

"I don't know." she spoke sternly. "I never met Ali, and I don't know who Peter Kingsley is." she lied. He walked over to the table and sat on the corner, looking straight into her eyes.

"I don't believe you." he whispered.

"Really?" she questioned, leaning in to him. "Do you need convincing?" With that Tony leaned in and kissed her hard on the lips; it disgusted him, to say the least, and it bothered him even more knowing that Michelle was sitting in the next room. He hoped she was looking away as he grabbed the back of Nina's head, pulling her to him.

But she wasn't. Michelle wanted to scream, cry, look away but all she could do was watch the man she had quickly fallen in love with kissing not only another woman, but a traitor and his ex-girlfriend. She didn't know which was worse, Tony kissing Nina, or the fact that she was watching them.

Tony pulled away and Nina took a deep breath. He had caught her off guard, and that was saying something. She met his eyes again she had always seen him as a convenience and he was going to be a convenience yet again.

"Nina… I don't want Jack coming in to interrogate you. Please, just tell me who connected them." he begged, his hand still resting on her neck.

"Fine. I'll tell you. But you need to do something for me first." she extorted.

"What?" he asked her, his face still close to hers.

"Turn the security cameras off in this room and give me one free hand. You won't regret it." she whispered seductively.

"And then you'll tell me?" he checked, needing reassurance. She nodded. "I'll be right back." With that he stood and walked into the other room.

"Do you believe her?" Michelle asked as he came through the door.

"No. She's messing with me."

"What do we do?"

"I don't know." Tony sighed. "I'm not sure."

An hour later, Tony marched into the interrogation room. Nina's hands were lifeless on the table, her head barely held up. But her eyes were alive, and they followed him around like a lioness waiting for the right moment to jump on its prey.

"I almost believed you, Tony." she whispered exasperatedly. "I almost thought you missed me. You've become a much better liar."

"You're being deported, to Africa. They'll brief you at Federal. You'll be sent out from there." he replied coldly, slapping a file on the table and turning to leave.

"It was good seeing you again, Tony." she called. He continued out the door without looking back. As he entered the observation room, he made eye contact with Michelle.

"Good job." she whispered. "You broke her."

"Yeah. Matt, get her out of here." he ordered a techie.

"Great job, Tony!" Matt congratulated. "A woman will tell you anything once you make her come." Tony winced and Michelle quickly looked away.

"I need to send the transcript to Division." she whispered, quickly standing and exiting the room. Tony leaned against the desk and breathed deeply. He had done what he needed to do, but at what expense? Michelle, the woman he loved so deeply, had watched him touch his ex. She watched him coax information out of a traitor by fondling her and groping her. He turned around quickly to follow his girlfriend.

"Michelle!" he called, running down the hall towards her. She turned around and waited for him to catch up. Her eyes questioned him, staring at him inquisitively. "Michelle, I'm sorry." he spoke softly, so as not to give anything away to anyone. "I wish you hadn't been watching, but I needed to …"

"I know, Tony. It was just a shock. I'm fine." she interrupted, her voice void of emotion. At that she turned and left.

"Chappelle's going to find out." the snaky voice began. Tony flipped around.

"What can I do for you, Carrie?" he asked. She slipped over to him.

"I know all about you and Michelle. You won't be able to keep it a secret." she teased.

"Michelle's a friend, someone I care about. What would you know of it?" he lied, walking around her, back to the observation room.

"'I love you?'" Tony stopped dead in his tracks.

"The phone." he whispered. He felt Carrie's smile although he couldn't see her. She turned and walked away.

She had them right where she wanted.