Chapter 3
Thursday Morning at 9 a.m.
The phone rang in Dr. Brennan's office. She sat staring at the phone for a few seconds before picking it up.
"Dr. Brennan."
"Dr. Brennan, this is Detective Knight. I have some good news and some bad news." The D.C. detective told her.
"About the website?" She asked.
"The good news is we were able to trace the site to its owner. The bad news is the only way to get him to remove your address from his website is to file a civil suit." Detective Knight. Brennan didn't like the sound of that. She hated lawyers. They always tried to twist her words to cover up the truth.
"Dr. Brennan?"
"Oh sorry, I was thinking. Do I have to file a civil suit? Isn't there some other way?" Temperance asked him.
"I'm afraid not. The man continues to claim that it would go against his First Amendment rights. He claims that he has every right to put what he wants on his website. Unfortunately, there is no crime against what he did." The detective answered.
"The only people who know where I live are my friends and my agent. I don't see how he got my address." Brennan said.
"I'll check into that ma'am. In the meantime, the police department is willing to offer 24 hour surveillance and protection at your apartment. Also, I'd like to give you my number. You can call me day or night if you feel something is wrong." Detective Knight offered.
"I appreciate that Detective…"
"Dirk Knight, Doctor. My desk number is 555-1917 and my cell is 555-4357."
"Again I appreciate everything but the surveillance and protection will not be needed. However, I promise to call you should I need anything." Brennan promised.
"All right, if you're sure. I will call you again when I have any information on how he got your address." Dirk said.
"Thank you, Detective Knight, goodbye." She thanked him.
"Your welcome, ma'am, goodbye." He replied. Brennan hung up the phone and placed her head in her hands. The next few days were going to be rough. She was so focused on her thoughts that she didn't hear the knock on her office door.
"Bren, hon, are you ok?" It was Angela.
"Sorry, I was thinking." Her friend said.
"Rough night?" Angela asked.
"You have no idea." Brennan answered. The forensic artist was about to press her further when Booth walked into the room.
"Hey Bones, Ange, we have another case. It's down in Florida." He said. Brennan nodded, stood up from her desk, and walked over to him.
"Then what are we waiting for?" She forced a smile. Booth could tell she was upset but he didn't push it. He left the office and the two women followed him.
They scanned themselves up on the platform; Brennan grabbed her kit and took command over her team.
"Booth and I are going to Florida to retrieve a body. I'll have it sent back, Zach, you're in charge." With those two sentences, Brennan left the team and Booth standing there. She walked off the platform and over to her office.
Booth quickly followed the forensic anthropologist. However she was moving at a good clip and he didn't catch her until she came out of her office carrying her laptop case, kit, and her car keys.
"When's our flight?" Brennan asked as she continued to walk to the doors that led out of the medico-legal lab.
"Noon, I'll pick up at your apartment around 10:30. What's going on, Bones?" He asked.
"Can we talk about it on the flight?" She begged as they had already reached the parking lot and she had managed to put all her things into her car.
"All right, just be careful driving. I'll see you in about an hour." Booth smiled carefully and watched her speed out of the lot. He ran over to his large black SUV and climbed in. There was a lot to do and not a lot of time to do it in.
To Be Continued…
Just to let you know, I don't think I'll be able to post until Sunday or possibly Monday. Thanks for your patience.
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