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"He is not a lover who does not love forever." Euripides

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Chapter 11

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It was pink. Don't think about it. Did she get it at Victoria's Secret? Don't think about it. I bet she looks incredible wearing it. Don't think about it. I bet she looks even more incredible not wearing it. Don't think about it.

These were the thoughts that plagued Martin from the moment he spotted the bra on Samantha's bed to the moment they arrived at the federal building. He glanced at her standing alongside him in the elevator. He wasn't sure how he was going to get any work done knowing that under her turtleneck and slacks she was wearing one of the sexiest bras he'd ever seen.

Then he wondered if she had the matching panties as well.

Damn it, man! DO. NOT. THINK. ABOUT. IT.

She had her hair pulled back into a bun that was tied at the nape of her neck. Knowing that underneath Samantha's outfit she was wearing such provocative, enticing and sensual lingerie made him revive the long desired Librarian fantasy. All she needed was some glasses. Quickly an image of Sam undoing her bun and shaking her long blonde mane loose……

"Martin!" Sam said loudly while waving a hand in front of his face.

"What?" Martin mumbled as he realized that the elevator had stopped. "Oh, um, sorry."

He gestured for Sam to step out ahead of him and he trailed behind as he mentally chastised himself for getting so distracted right in front of her. As they entered the bullpen he saw that Anna and Charlie were already sitting at the conference table. Anna was looking at some files while Charlie was typing up some information on the laptop.

"Morning." Martin greeted them as he started to take off his coat.

Anna grinned widely at the sight of the two agents walking into the office together and said, "Good morning Martin and Samantha."

"Morning." Samantha smiled as she took off her coat and hung it up on the rack.

"Any news?" Martin asked as he shot a warning look at Anna and Charlie, who just sat at his laptop smirking.

Anna took the hint and began, "Yeah, Glynda called and said that she was sending over all the information she could find on a Carl Battarbee. Who's he?"

"He's an ex-boyfriend of Carmela's." Sam provided as she took a seat at the table. "My team back in New York called me last night and said he can't be found there so we thought he might be here in Chicago."

Martin couldn't help but notice that Sam referred to her and him as 'we'. He really liked how that sounded.

"Okay, good." Charlie said before asking. "What did the husband say when you asked him about the possibility of Erica having an affair?"

"We decided to hold off on that until we know more." Martin replied as he wandered over to the coffee maker to get himself another cup. He looked over at Sam and held up the carafe questioningly. She nodded her head and he poured her a cup as well. "After he told us about the mystery dead husband we thought we'd wait to see what might turn up."

"Well, hopefully this Battarbee character turns up." Charlie commented as he continued typing away on the computer. "Because we can't find anything on Colin Harding."

"What about the money?" Martin asked as he walked over and handed Sam a cup of coffee before sitting down next to her.

"When Louisa interviewed the in-laws yesterday they told her they did loan Erica three thousand dollars but she wouldn't tell them what it was for."

"They're pretty trusting." Samantha commented as she took a drink of her coffee.

"Tell me about it. My mother-in-law wouldn't loan me a nickel without two forms of ID and a credit check." Charlie shared.

"Anyway," Anna interrupted. "There were no deposits made into any accounts with Erica's name on it."

"So any idea on what she might have used the money for?" Martin asked as he leaned back in his chair and adjusted his tie.

"No but Louisa called up her best friend, Christine and asked her to come back in for another interview. Her kid has the flu so she asked if we can do it at her house. Can you guys go talk to her?"

"Sure." Sam replied glancing at Martin who nodded his head in agreement.

Anna handed the paper with Christine's address to Martin. While he was looking at it she said, "I think we need to get Mr. Mosconi down her to look at the video footage and see if he recognizes the car or maybe the man."

He looked up at Anna and nodded his head solemnly. "Okay. We'll do it after I talk to Christine. Hopefully I'll have more information to work with."

"Sure."

Martin took a long drink of his coffee and stood up. Looking at Sam he jerked his head back towards the elevator and said, "Shall we?"

Sam smiled and started to rise, "Let's get to it."

She went to go grab her coat as he picked his up off of his chair.

"Hey guys, I just got a call that Erica's wallet was found at a dumpster over on Howard." James announced as he joined the team in the bullpen. "Chicago's finest can't get down there anytime soon and Louisa wants one of us to sift through it for anything else. Which one of you wants to go?"

"Danny will do it." Sam cheerily volunteered.

"Are you sure? It's going to be pretty shitty and this cold weather won't help." James asked slightly dumbfounded that Sam was so eager to give the job to Danny.

She smiled wickedly and replied, "He would love to go. Just be sure to tell him I was the one who recommended him. That I thought he would be perfect for the job."

She turned to leave and all of the agents exchanged a confused look. Martin just smiled at them, waved goodbye and followed behind the blonde agent who just may have exacted her revenge on the playboy agent.

Playboy.

An image of Sam in that pink bra entered Martin's mind again. Damn, this was going to be a long day.