Disclaimer: I am not Anthony Zuiker, Ann Donahue or Carol Mendelsohn. All the characters of CSI: NY are not mine…I'm just borrowing them for a little bit. I promise that I will put them back, exactly the way I found them when I'm done….Oh, Cory Reid is mine and I will take credit for anything she does. :)

A/N: I do not own Jack Malone or any characters associated with Without a Trace, it was just easier to use them than to make up my own character. As always, please, please, please R&R! My muse loves the attention! Tell me in your reviews how many guessed who the mole was? Also, this is a kinda a short chapter...short but necessary!

Chapter 28.

Breakthrough

When Cory got back to the crime lab, she was in a better mood. The first person she saw when she walked in was Mac. "Hey, Mac. I just talked to my friend in the missing person's unit and he backs what we are doing now. The only thing that he is going to do is see if one of his people might have a contact that we can use."

Mac looked confused. "Why would a person on the missing unit have contacts that we can use?"

Cory smiled. "She used to work for the NYPD in narcotics."

"Oh. That makes sense. I hope that she can get some information for us." Mac waived as he walked away, off to work on the case some more.

Cory went back to reviewing the financial data. She felt that she was really close to figuring it all out.

She was still hard at work when Special Agent Elena Delgado walked in. "Cory?"

Cory jumped a little and looked over her shoulder. "Elena!" Cory got up and hugged the woman. "How are you?"

"I'm good. Things not going well with Ortiz?"

Cory rolled her eyes slightly. "That is a huge understatement. He kidnapped my boyfriend. I'm assuming that you're here because you might have an informant that I can use?"

Elena nodded and withdrew her notepad from her purse. "You would be right, as usual. His name is Antonio Rivas. He's a low level dope dealer that I arrested a couple of times. Strictly small time, but he has his fingers in a lot of little pots. He hears almost everything that happens in Spanish Harlem."

"Wow, Elena. I didn't expect that. How can I thank you?" Cory looked stunned.

"Bring down Ortiz. And it was no problem. I took the liberty of setting up a meeting for you. Here's the info." Elena wrote some information on the page and handed it to Cory. "He's expecting you."

Cory accepted the paper and nodded her head. "He speaks English, right? Cause the last guy you set me up with, only spoke Spanish and the entire interview was shot!"

Elena laughed in response to her sally. "Yes, he does speak English. Do you want me to go with you?"

"No. But I'll have to take my shadow with me. I hope you warned him."

"Your shadow?"

"I have 'round the clock protection now since Ortiz actually threatened me." Cory sighed in frustration. "Maybe I can convince Flack to come with me instead."

"Flack?" Elena looked confused.

"Detective Don Flack, NYPD. He's working this case, too."

"Oh. Don. He's a good guy." Elena had a smile on her face.

Cory looked confused. "You know him?"

"Yeah. Remember I used to work for the NYPD. We dated."

Cory raised her eyebrows. "Really. He's got a girlfriend now. Lindsay Monroe."

"I'm happy for him. He deserves a good woman."

Cory smiled and looked over Elena's shoulder to see Flack and Lindsay walking towards them. "Yup. Speaking of the devil, here they come."

Elena looked over her shoulder and waved at Flack.

Flack stopped walking and looked stunned.

Lindsay looked at him as a plethora of expressions crossed his face. "Who is she?"

Flack looked at her. "Who is who?"

Lindsay looked a little impatient. "The stunningly beautiful woman with Cory that just waved? I know that I don't know her, so she must have waved at you."

"Oh. That's Elena. We used to date way back when." Flack looked uncomfortable and decided to go see what she was doing at the lab. "I wonder why she's here."

Flack and Lindsay walked into the room. "Elena. What are you doing here?"

"Hi, Don. I'm helping Cory out by setting her up with an informant. How are you doing? I haven't seen you since…" She trailed off, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

Flack nodded his head. "Since we broke up? I'm doing good. I'd like you to me Lindsay Monroe. She's a CSI and my girlfriend."

Elena shook hands with Lindsay. "Nice to meet you." She turned to Cory. "I have to go. I'm still working on a case and just came down here on my lunch break. Good luck and be careful. Call me if you need anything."

"Thanks, Elena. I will." Cory watched as Elena walked down the hall. Then she turned to Flack with a question in her eyes. "You and Elena?"

Flack felt a blush creeping up his cheeks. "It was a long time ago. We were just too different. But we stayed good friends until she left the force right after we broke up."

Lindsay felt her emotions warring with each other. On one hand, she knew that Flack had ex-girlfriends, but she had not expected one to be so beautiful. She decided to handle the situation nonchalantly. "I can't believe you let her go? She's gorgeous."

Flack looked at Lindsay, stunned. "What?"

"I'm joking Don. I'm glad that you guys broke up. That way I have you all to myself."

Flack grinned and leaned over to kiss her. Cory just rolled her eyes. "Get a room."

Just then her computer beeped. Turning around Cory looked at the screen. She had run a search to find any outflows of cash that matched the deposits into the offshore bank account. There were no matching outflows, but there were withdrawals on the same date, for twice the amount. "That's strange."

Flack and Lindsay broke apart. Lindsay was the one who responded to her statement. "What's strange?"

Cory looked up. "I'm trying to find matching withdrawals from the financial data to match the dates of the deposits into the offshore account. I didn't find any that matched, but there are withdrawals on those dates. There for twice the amount of the deposits."

Lindsay looked thoughtfully at that information. "Maybe once the initial deposit was received, the mole put half of it in the separate account just in case he was found out. The second account could have been a decoy."

"True. That means all I need to do is to find the initial account and I can find the mole. Oh! This is so frustrating! I'm so close, but yet so far." Cory shook her head.

"Give it some time, Cory. You'll figure it out," Lindsay said soothingly.

Cory just nodded. "By the way, Flack. Do you want to come with me to Spanish Harlem this afternoon to interview a possible informant?"

"Hell, yes. What time?"

"4 pm. I'm going to run some more numbers before we leave." Cory turned back to her computer and began to look at the screen once again.

(Unknown Location)

Danny woke up from an uneasy sleep. His body still hurt all over and he was no closer to escaping. He had checked the room carefully and had found no way to escape. The air duct was too small for him to fit through. He'd carefully check to see if there was any way to make a weapon, but had found nothing.

Danny heard the door unlock and jumped up. "Ortiz."

Ortiz walked into the room, flanked by Antonio and Jose. "Lover-boy. Glad to see that you are awake. I wanted to see how you are enjoying your accommodations."

Danny decided to try to spar words with him. "They leave much to be desired. Like a bathroom, a window, a door that's not locked."

Ortiz laughed. "I like you. It's a shame I have to kill you."

Danny just stared at Ortiz. "You bastard. You will pay for what you've done to Cory. I'll make sure of that."

Ortiz looked at Danny. "Strong threat for a dead man."

Danny just glared at him. "It's not a threat. It's a promise."

Ortiz just looked at Danny then walked out of the room. Danny felt fire burning eyes as he was left alone.

(4pm, Spanish Harlem)

Cory and Flack stood on a corner, waiting for the contact to appear. They didn't have to wait long.

"Corrine Reid?"

Cory turned around at the sound of her name. "Are you Antonio?"

"Yes. Follow me. We can't talk on the street." Flack and Cory followed the man into an alley.

Cory took the initiative. "I was told that you might have some information for me."

The man nodded. "I was given some information by a member of the Mala Suerte. I was told to give it to you if anything were to happen to him. I just found out about his death and was going to find you when I heard from the contact."

"Who was it that gave you the information?"

"It was Hector De La Cruz. Ortiz's right hand man. He said that the information I'm to give you will help you bring Ortiz down."

Cory nodded somberly. "What's the information?"

Antonio withdrew a piece of paper from his pocket. "Here. It's some sort of an account number. I don't know what for or where the account is. He did not give me that info."

Cory closed her eyes, realizing that how important the account number way. "That's okay. I think I know what it's for. Thank you. Will you be safe or do you want me to arrange some protection for you?"

Antonio turned to leave. "I'll be okay. One more thing, though. Hector wanted me to give you a message, too. He said to tell you that he was sorry and he should have trusted you." With that, Antonio walked out of the alley and out of sight.

Cory drew a deep breath, feeling the tears well up in her eyes. "Damn him. Why couldn't Antonio trust me? I could have protected him and Mike!"

Flack laid his hand on her shoulder. "I don't know. You can't change what has happened, you can only catch Ortiz. Listen, it's late. You're tired. You were here all night. Go home, get some sleep and start fresh tomorrow. Your mind will work better after some sleep."

Cory nodded. "You're right. Can you drop me off at my apartment? I'll call my shadow and have him meet me there."

Flack and Cory left to go to her apartment.

(The next day)

When Cory awoke the next morning, she felt a little better. The first thing that she did after getting dressed was to call John at the lab. "John. It's Cory. I need your help. Can you meet me at the NYPD crime lab? See you there."

Cory met John at the entrance to the lab. "Hey, John."

"Hi, Cory. Why did you want me to meet you here?"

Cory looked at them as they began to walk to the elevator. "There's a mole in the Bureau. This is the safest place to do what I plan on doing. I'll explain everything when we get into the lab."

Both Cory and John were silent on the ride up to the 38th floor. When they got into the computer lab, Cory turned to John. "I need to find this account. I have an account number and a pretty good idea of what bank it's for, but I'm hoping you can hack into the account and find out who it belongs to." Cory handed him the account number and gave him the name of the offshore bank where the account in Liz's name was located.

John nodded somberly. "This might take a while. The security at this bank is pretty high."

Cory smile. "I have faith in you John." With that, John began to hack into the bank's security.

A couple of hours passed before John exclaimed, "Yes!"

Cory got up and walked to his computer. "You found it?"

"Yup. The account belongs to…" John trailed off as he read the name.

Cory just stalked out of the office. She walked past Mac, Stella and Flack without saying a word, a look of pure rage on her face.

Stella ran after her. "Cory? Cory!" She caught up to here at the elevator. "What's wrong?"

Cory just looked at Stella, visibly trying to control her temper. She clinched her fists. "I just found out who the mole is." Cory stopped speaking, still trying to keep from growling.

Stella looked confused. "That's great news! Where are you going?"

Cory walked into the elevator as it opened. "To arrest my boss."

The elevator doors closed, leaving Stella standing there with her mouth hanging open.

A/N:

the little corinthian- Yup. She cracked it (with a little help!) and yeah, I pity the mole to. I talk about fictional characters the same way:D It's just a good chance to stretch my imagination...

chili-peppers- I'm glad you like it...but I think Danny is just being stupid! He's definately not thinking straight.

tylerhiltiongroupie53- Yup. I did bring in a couple of the characters from WAT...It was easier than making up a couple of new characters and since the show is a based in NY, I just could pass up the opportunity! Thanks! I'm glad it's getting better, but a lot of action will do that for a story...

screaming-poetically---Where are you?