So, here is another chapter. THANK YOU for all the reviews! I love them!
Frekazoid: I'm not sure if Rafael is in jail. I try to keep this as real as possible and I'm sorry. When I asked my mom about this she said he wasn't. I had thought of that when I first wrote this, but decided just to go with it. Really sorry if he his, but thanks for noticing!
BTW, when I was searching for an African name for this chapter I found this:
ADISA: Ashanti of Ghana name meaning "one who will teach us." What his he supposed to teach us? About harboring lots of guns? LOL I just thought it was interesting.
The italics are flashbacks. Please review!
Disclaimer: I own the plot and anything that hasn't alreay occured in the show! Jerry owns the rest.
Chapter 5: Phone Records And His Phone
"What?" She jumped out of her seat, her investigative nature on full alert.
He motioned for her to follow. He took a seat at a computer a few desks down. Two other agents were seated nearby.
"We managed to pull members of the Makeba Liberation's phone records. "He pulled up a picture of one of the members. "There are several calls from this man, Akinsanya, to a number that we tracked down to a pay phone."
Sam waited, her every fiber on edge.
The man continued, "It's three blocks from the embassy."
Sam finally understood. "You think there's a mole somewhere."
"Yeah. Someone was talking."
"Okay. Run it down Gray," she said,glancing at his i.d.
The four agents walked out of the office, Samantha still staring at the computer screen.
"Hey. That drive is brutal. You alright?" Martin greeted.
"I, uh, no." Sam replied, her eyes red from lack of sleep.
He walked around her desk and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Jack, Gray thinks there may be a mole between the Liberation and the embassy. He's running it down now."
Jack didn't have time to respond since Bradford was shown in. He was carrying a file which he placed on the table when he shook Jack's hand.
"Bradford, this is my colleague Agent Spade," Jack introduced.
Bradford nodded and shook her hand as well.
When the three were seated, Bradford opened the file and handed it to Jack. "We pulled these photos from a security camera outside the building across from the car," he explained.
"He's a member of the Liberation, the one Gray suspects," Sam stated, somewhat suprised.
"You sure?" Jack asked.
"Here she replied as she grabbed a photo off her desk and handed it to Jack.
"It certainly looks like the same man, call Gray." Jack turned back to Bradford, "Thank you".
"Sure thing," He replied as he stood to leave.
Sam hung up the phone after calling Gray and sat down next to Jack. They both looked deep in thought.
After a few moments she spoke, "Let's say Dornvald is the mole. He and Akinsanya were trying to free Adisa. Just decided to take Martin and Danny for, what, political pull?"
"Or Akinsanya is the mole. He tipped Dornvald off, told him what had happened to Adisa. They wanted to deal with him themselves. Didn't want Martin or Danny to i.d. them."
Thunder cracked outside and it began to pour. Sam swirled around in her seat to watch the rain drops fall. Turning back to face Jack, she countered his theory, "Why take them if its i.d.ing they were worried about. Wouldn't they have just killed them?" She leaned back in her seat, her elbows bent and palms facing the ceiling. She switched her pen into the other hand.
"Maybe," Jack thought aloud, "But neither theory explains the gunfire."
"Unless it was to make sure we discovered they were missing right away. Maybe taking them was just a distraction."
"From what?"
"I don't know."
"Or they need something from the Bureau."
"We're FBI not the CIA, what would they need the Bureau for?"
"Ransom, weapons, information..." Jack brainstormed.
"If it was money, why haven't they called?"
"I don't- wait, Martin's phone!"
"What?"
"Martin's phone, Danny's was left, but maybe Martin's is still on."
"But-"
"Its more than anything else we've got."
"I'll get the techs."
"I should tell Paula."
They jumped up, eager to finally take action.
"You're going to what?" Paula Van Doren inquired incredulously.
"We don't have anything else to go on."
"Jack," she warned, drawing the "a" sound out.
"We don't even know if the phone is still on or if they have it, but its worth a try."
Paula shook her head, knowing it was a risk, but deciding it was worth it. "Is tech on this?"
"Samantha's getting them set up now."
"Okay, lets do this."
"You set up?" Sam inquired, returning to the tech room.
"Almost," Steve replied. "Okay, we are," he hit a last key, "Up and running."
"Great."
"Ready?" Jack asked as he and Van Doren entered the room.
"Yeah."
There was a tension in the room. A suspense was combined with restlessness. Jack looked around him,his heart was pounding and he was sure everyone else's was, too.
Paula and Sam picked up headphones, bodies tense, ready to spring into action. The tech started their equipment and Jack dialed Martin's number.
Every cell in Samantha's body was on edge. She held her breath and her heart beat in rhythm to the rings. All she wanted was to hear Martin's voice, knowing it was impossible, but hoping nonetheless.
Ring... Ring... Ring... "Hello."
Her heart stopped.
I finally understand the term writer's block! I'm not sure where to take this now although I have lots of ideas... Please review and tell me your ideas so I can decide what to write!
PS
AKINSANYA: Yoruba of Nigeria name meaning "bravery gets revenge.
Thought the name fitted.