"This is something you don't see every day." Jin remarked, studying the photo of the dart that hit Dionne.

Mika nodded as they studied all the angles of it. The dart was so lethal that they were only allowed to study it using photos. "No wonder Lei didn't want us touching it."

Jin rubbed his jaw, and looked annoyed. "To be honest, I've run this through all the weaponry system three times, and there was no match." It's so sophisticated that there isn't anything like it.

Mika agreed with him. "Hey, How's Christina?" he asked, referring to Dionne's daughter.

"She's good," he answered. As Dionne was in a coma, he had taken Christina in and kept her in a safe place.

"You still won't tell anyone where she is?"

"Nope." He answered. "No offence though."

"None taken." Mika said, I don't blame him. We are all on edge and targeted. The less people know where she is, the better … This way no one can give in if they were ever captured.

Just then, Jordan walked in. They were all at the girl's office. Lei had asked them to work there twice a week. "What's up?"

"We're analysing this." Mika told him, showing him the dart photos.

Jordan looked at the dart. "I've seen this before."

"We don't spend much time together anymore." Aya told Fay.

Fay sighed. "You're right. I never expected for things to get so messy." She muttered.

They were both seated in the hospital where Dionne was in a coma. Aya had secretly drawn a bit blood from Dionne so they could do some tests on it, and find out what's in her system.

"I'm still surprised at how calm you are after Hwoarang's fiasco." She added.

Aya looked embarrassed. "I made a mistake." She admitted, "But I can't brood over it. Lei promised me that he will take care of it."

Fay didn't comment.

"How about you? Any leads?'

"Well, the boys are working on it, so I decided to stop by." She said, looking around. "I really feel that there is a lot to think of. It's just so tiring." She admitted.

"How's the new guy?" Aya asked, referring to Jordan.

Fay just shrugged.

Aya looked at her friend. She knew what was bothering her, but she didn't have the heart to ask. If she knew that I went to see Lee, it might upset her. I can't have her know that Lee asked me to see her.

After a while, they both left the hospital and headed back to the office. When Aya walked in with Fay, she found that the men were still there.

"We may have a lead," Jin said.

"Oh! Do tell." Fay said happily.

Jordan looked at them both. 'I've seen these at a collector's house when I was handling a case once." He explained. "It's a rare piece that only exists in some parts of the world. The person kept rambling on about how the Greek hero Odysseus uses poisons for his darts."

Aya looked at Jordan. Oh…. He is not what I expected. She thought. "Any leads on an address?"

"You must be Aya," he said, then he pointed to his head. "I know exactly where he is."

Aya smiled. "Then let's go." She said, looking at him. Let's get to know this guy better. "I'll scout this lead with you." She looked at Fay, "You can check on those blood samples."

Fay just walked to her office.

"We'll continue our work," Mika said, looking at Jin.

Jin nodded.

Aya was seated in Jordan's car as they drove to their destination. He told her to wait for a while until he showed up in a red Ferrari. "Should we be showing up in this car?" she asked dryly.

Jordan glanced at her, "It's because of where we're going is exactly why I got this car." He answered. "If I were you, I'd unbutton the top of my shirt." He smirked as she was dressed in pants and a normal loose-fitting shirt.

Aya raised an eyebrow. He really is an ass.

Jordan chuckle. "You girls really don't like me."

Aya studied him. "I don't know you yet," she said. "So, I can't judge you."

Jordan kept on driving until he reached the upper state of the city. The area had mansions, huge gardens and lots of security. "You're all feisty. Your friend almost shot me the other day." He muttered, referring to his meeting with Fay.

"She probably had a good reason to," Aya answered innocently, making him laugh.

Jordan headed to one of the mansions, and stopped by the security gates. "Seriously, I'm not that bad. I'm just here to help out as a favour to Lei." He said, taking off his sunglasses. Then he looked at her seriously. "This can go very smoothly if you play it right."

"Understood," Aya said, unbuttoning a few buttons with a wink. "But you never told me who we are meeting."

"Miguel Caballero Rojo."

I know that name! Aya thought. "A bit of an eccentric, no?"

"Exactly."

The security let them pass and they parked in front of the mansion.

Jordan got out of the car and led Aya to the front door. A butler opened the door, and led them in.

"Jordan," came a man's voice as he walked towards them. He was dressed in top notch and not a single hair out of place. "I love it when you come visit in your Ferrari," he said with a smile. "And how can I help the FBI?" he asked, crossing his hands.

"We're scouting something," Jordan said.

"Do tell, but first introduce me to this piece of heaven," he said, walking towards Aya and holding her hands.

Aya glanced at Jordan, and almost took a step back but he motioned for her to play along. She smiled, "and I am honoured to be here."

Miguel kissed her hand and patted her head. "Beautiful. She will make a good one."

A good one? What does he mean by that? Aya thought. He led her gently to the living room. "Sit, my dear and tell me what I can offer you?" he gently allowed her to sit down.

"Umm…"

Jordan put a hand on Aya's shoulder. "Just soda, Miguel. We don't drink when we are on business."

"This man is no fun," he said, sitting opposite her and crossing his legs. "So, what do you want?" he asked nonchalantly.

"We…" Jordan began.

"I want a beer."

"Oooh, the girl wants a beer." Miguel stood up and clapped his hand. "I'll bring it in a jiffy." He went to the bar.

"At 9am?" Jordan asked Aya.

"You want this to go smoothly." She said, raising an eyebrow. She stood up and took the beer as Miguel offered it to her. "SALUTE." She said, chugging it.

"Oh, I like her," Miguel said. "Tasty too."

Then we need to leave fast. Jordan thought. "Miguel, do you by any chance have any darts missing?"

Miguel looked at Jordan and frowned. "Actually, I had 4 stolen from me. My rare ones too. I don't know what they were thinking. You can't just be picking these up if you don't know your darts. Any scratch can be lethal."

Aya and Jordan looked at each other. She stood up and held his arm, "Would you know who took it?" she asked sweetly.

"No, but I have a guest list. It was stolen the day of my wife's birthday party."

"Wife?" Aya asked, blinking. There's a wife in the picture yet we are all here flirting? What's going on?

"And how's the misses?" Jordan asked quickly.

"She will be fine now with Aya here."

Aya gave Jordan a sharp look so he could explain, but he ignored her.

"Would you be able to share the guest list?" Jordan asked.

"Sure," Miguel said, taking out his cell phone. He tapped a few things and looked at Jordan. "Done. It's in your inbox."

Jordan held Aya's hand and bowed to Miguel. "Let me know, ok?"

Miguel nodded.

Jordan walked out with Aya, and went straight to his car.

"Wait a minute! You have a lot of explaining to do?!" she demanded, letting go of his hand.

Jordan grinned while he slid into his car. "He's always scouting ladies for himself and wife."

"For what exactly?"

"For a good time." He answered as he drove them out.

Aya smacked his chest with her handbag.

"Oy! That fucking hurt!?" he snapped. "I'm driving here."

"You tried to sell me as a whore who was willing to have a threesome!" she exclaimed angrily.

"I just told you to play it smoothly. You're the one who kept flirting her ass off!" he muttered.

Aya crossed her arms.

Jordan still smirked and shook his mobile in front of her. "At least we have a guest list."

I hate him. Aya fumed.

Hwoarang was bored. He was leaning against the wall when he heard the lock of a key. He looked up and found Lei by the cell door. "You're out."

Thank God! He thought, standing up. That was messed up. "How did you manage?" he asked, leaving the cell. Damnit! I need a shower.

"I didn't do shit. I just got an order to release you." He admitted.

Hwoarang raised an eyebrow. "So, you don't know who let me out?" he asked, walking with him.

"It was Baek."

Hwoarang didn't say anything. He just took his duffel bag from the security man and kept walking.

"I'm going to leave you." Lei said, "Don't get into anymore trouble." He said, waving at Hwoarang.

Hwoarang just waved back. He walked to the exit gates, and paused when he saw someone familiar standing there. He bit his lower lip, and just kept on walking.

"You're going to ignore the person who let you out?" Baek asked.

"No, I am ignoring the person who put me here in the first place." He kept on walking.

"Wait…"

"I have nothing to say," he said, walking out.

"But…" Fay began, looking at the lab technician. "How can there be nothing in her system?"

She pushed the glasses up her nose and looked at the lab results. "It clearly states that there is nothing in her system." She explained.

Fay looked flabbergasted. "The woman is in a coma!" she said, "It said that she was poisoned."

She handed Fay the report, "I am sorry, but I wish had more to say." She said, walking away.

Fay swore softly, and walked out. Now what? She thought. She looked around, and then walked back into the lab. She wasn't sure what she was looking for, but she kept walking between the aisles when…

"Hey, lady…."

Fay turned and found a young intern looking at her.

"Come with me," he said, moving his finger so she could follow him.

Fay followed cautiously until she reached a corner in the hallway. She hesitated, but entered the room. She found the young boy looking nervous as he looked left and right. He quickly took a paper out of his pocket and gave it to her.

"Please take this," he said, putting it in her hands. He immediately went to leave, but Fay stopped him.

"Wait, can you…" she began, but he had already run off. Fay quickly ran out of the place, and building. She went as far away as she could, and then sat down on a park bench. Finally, she opened the paper and found out that it was a toxicology report. This is the blood sample…. She thought as she read it. This is curable, but… wait a minute?!

Fay swore and quickly headed back to the office.

Later

Aya was looking at the guest list with Jordan.

"Do you recognize any names?" Mika asked.

Aya frowned as her eyes glanced at all the names. "Unfortunately," she said dryly.

"This is absolute crap." Jordan muttered, crumpling a paper and throwing it into the garbage. He rubbed his head and looked at Aya. "Your call." He told her. "What do you want to do?"

Before Aya could answer, Fay walked in. "Everything ok?" she asked.

"Did you find out anything?" Jordan asked.

She pulled out the lab report from her pocket and handed it to him. She explained what had happened to all of them.

"Why would she give you a false report?" Mika asked, then he rubbed his jaw, and… "I wonder who owns that lab?"

"By the way, this is easy to cure." Jordan said, reading the report. 'I know the antidote for this kind of poison. Even if it's a rare one." I remember reading it once.

"It might be a good idea to keep antidotes around. Miguel said that he had four darts stolen. Dionne was the first our of four." Aya chimed in.

"I guess we all have to watch our backs," Mika said.

"But first, tell me what you found out?" Fay asked Jordan and Aya.

They quickly explained, leaving the flirting part off until Fay finally asked, "So anyone we know on the guest list?"

"Well, we don't know her exactly, but her name rings a bell…." Jordan said.

"Kazumi Mishima." Aya said.

"Oh," Fay mouthed.