The following takes place between 1:00 P.M. and 2:00 P.M.

A black sedan tailed the squad car and was going to surprise it before it made the turn for the precinct house when they noticed that it didn't. Confused they continued to follow it until it turned into a Federal building: the Counter Terrorist Unit, CTU.

"It's Kiryl," he called Kolya. "The police did not take our target to the station."

"Where did they take him?" Kolya demanded.

"CTU, Counter Terrorist Unit."

"We must find Ivan, Kiryl," Kolya answered. "Find a way to get him."

"I will."

XXXXX

Kim sat down in the lounge as Jack reported to Manning. Ingram joined her to keep an eye on her. "You want anything?" He asked. "Coffee, donut?"

"Water," she replied. Ingram nodded and went to the fridge and took out a bottle of water, opened it and gave it to her. "Thanks," she whispered. As she sipped at the water Ingram noticed her glum expression.

"It's not your fault," Ingram said simply.

"How would you know?" Kim shot back. "You weren't engaged to him." She looked down at her hand at the ring. Barry turned out to be a smuggler and possibly a killer. He had lied to her. She ripped the ring off her finger and threw it at the glass doors leaving a white dot where it impacted. "I am so…mad."

"Clearly," Ingram replied. "And maybe you should; but not at yourself. He did lie, but he was the liar. Not you." He patted her on the shoulder as he stood up. "Just hang in there." At that moment Audrey and Jack came into the lounge.

"Ingram," Audrey called to him, "you have a call on line four."

"Who is it?"

"He says he's you uncle."

"The hell?" Ingram walked forward. "The only uncle I have is Uncle Sam." They went to Jack's office where he put the call on speaker, Kim followed. "Hello? Who is this?"

"Long time no see, Mac," a familiar accented voice called out over the speaker. Audrey signaled Chloe to begin a trace of the call.

"Well how are you doin', Ivan?" Ingram chided the Russian. "Still enjoying the occasional crawl in the sand I take it? What are you smuggling these days? RPG's, AK47's, crack or are you moving up in the world?"

"My business is none of your business, Mac."

'Mac?' Jack wondered as he eyeballed him.

"After my first name, Ingram," he whispered to Jack. "It's my business when you shoot me the chest. And not for the first time, I might add you Bolshevik bastard." That outburst stunned the other three in the room.

"I'd watch my mouth if I were you. You've interfered with me for the last time."

"What my mouth does is none of your business," Ingram replied in a mock accent.

"Barry?" Kim spoke up.

"Well hello, Kim. I see you're there too. Tell me, has Jack hounded you since I left? Has he kept you in eye sight like a love starved Jack Russell Terrier?" Jack bolted for the phone but Ingram held him back.

"I heard about that, Ivan," Ingram retook the focus. "You're a psychiatrist now aren't you? Well keep your mind games to yourself. In fact why don't you crawl back under your rock and get trashed on moonshine vodka you commie."

"I told you to watch your mouth, Mac. You've crossed me for the last time, you Yankee scum." The line then went dead.

XXXXX

"Chloe!" Audrey called out of the office. "Did you get the trace?"

"Not all the way," the chief analyst replied. "But he is somewhere on the north side."

"He'll be moving all around the city," Ingram replied.

"What were you thinking?" Jack asked his subordinate. "Talking to him on the phone like that?"

"He has a bit of an inferiority complex when it comes to his heritage," Ingram informed them. "Insulting his background gets him riled up. He feels a need to defend himself. But," he paused, "what gets me is that he called to threaten me and insult you and Kim. That's not like him. He usually just disappears after something like this."

"Maybe you really pissed him off?" Audrey suggested.

"No I don't think that's it. There's something else going on; something that we're missing." At that moment Manning came into the office.

"The search team just reported in from the Landes residence," he announced. "They found his laptop and several journals. The computer is encrypted and the journals are coded."

"We should check out his office," Jack suggested.

"He doesn't have an office," Kim replied. "He works on call."

"Anything else from the residence?" Jack asked.

"Not that they saw." Manning replied. "But I want someone to see for themselves." The phone rang and Audrey answered.

"It's Chloe," the voice answered. "About a half hour after the shots were fired at the mall someone fitting Barry Landes' description entered a secure holdings bank a mile away."

"Safe deposit box," Ingram deduced.

"I'll check the bank," Jack suggested. "Ingram, you seem to know this Ivan the best so check the house out."

"You got it," he turned to Kim. "Is there anything you need to get from there?" Kim nodded and Ingram looked back over at Jack.

"I don't want her leaving, it might not be safe."

"I can still get some things," Ingram offered and got a nod.

As Jack left to check out the bank and Audrey went with Chloe to check out the encrypted laptop Ingram got the short list of things from Kim. "I hadn't moved in quite yet. Probably never will."

"True," Ingram replied.

"What's your name? Ingram or Mac?"

"Mac is my nickname," Ingram replied. "After a series of machineguns." Kim's eyebrows jumped at that.

"Well, thank you for doing this…Mac."

"Well, in situations like this sometimes you don't need a shrink. Just someone to be a friend." Kim nodded a slight smile and returned to the lounge as Robert made for the garage.

XXXXX

Outside Kiryl and Viktor checked the CTU perimeter, looking for a way in. After reviewing a layout of the building they got from a scrupulous seller on the internet they formed a simple but flashy plan. They left the neighborhood for the safe house to get the needed equipment and men to implement the plan. As they finalized the plan AK47's and explosives were loaded into three SUVs.

XXXXX

As Ingram arrived at the residence he got an urgent call from Chloe, "I just thought you should know that trace amounts of radiation were found on the journals."

"How much radiation are we talking about?" Ingram asked in a panicked tone before he opened the door. "I don't want any sterility setting in on me."

"Marginal. Not enough to be harmful to you but if you can find the source on the premise…"

"Is Kim at risk?" Ingram interrupted.

"No we just checked her. Whatever was giving off the radiation probably wasn't very radioactive. I have a HAZMAT team en route."

"Okay, thanks." Ingram hung up and returned to his vehicle. He pulled a handheld Geiger counter from the back and took inside with him. He turned on the counter and checked the house. Nothing was radioactive until he got to the bedroom closet. He found a dirty windbreaker and a pair of boots that were slightly radioactive. Whatever Ivan was dealing in it involved something that was radioactive.

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