Disclaimer: Don, Charlie, Terry, David, Alan, etc. They don't belong to me but to someone over at CBS
Chapter 13
Terry and Don walked out to their vehicle. Don headed for the driver's side but Terry stopped him with a hand. He looked down at her and she merely shook her head and put out her hand for the keys.
I don't care anymore. I too tired at this moment, Don thought as he dropped the keys into Terry's hand. His complacently was not lost on Terry. She watched him walk to the other side of the car with a weary eye.
Don got into the passenger seat and leaned his head back against the headrest closing his eyes. He could feel Terry watching him.
"Terry are you going to start the car or are we going to sit here all night."
"Don," Terry began tentatively, "Do you…"
"Terry start the car."
Terry knew that tone in her partner's voice. There were times you just don't push it. She started the car and pulled out into the street. They rode in an uncomfortable silence for three blocks when the shrill ring of Don's phone broke the silence.
Of course it wasn't really Don's phone. Don's phone was sitting in a monitoring room back at the office. Hooked up to be tracked in case the suspect called back. The calls coming into Don's phone were automatically forwarded the cell phone he was given to carry.
Don sat straight up in his seat and grabbed the phone.
"Eppes."
That cold voice filled the phone line again, "Agent Eppes. So glad I could reach you, your assistant is needed."
Don's voice was hard, "What assistance do you need from me." It was a statement not a question. Don was not going to bargain with this man.
Terry kept driving keeping her eyes on the road but the rest of her was tight with tension. She was straining her ears to try to hear the other end of the conversation. She glanced at Don quickly and saw that his knuckles were white on the phone he was holding.
Jim heaved a sigh, "Your brother has decided that he is not going to cooperate with me." Terry heard the hitch in Don's breathing. "Now Don you know as well as I do that it is Charlie's best interest to play nice."
Terry stole another look at Don and thought that his hand was going break with the pressure he was applying to the phone.
"Now Don I do not want to have to hurt your brother, Really! I'm not that mean of a man. But you need to explain the situation to him. Can you do that?"
