CONGRATULATIONS phl7375! Yep!

NOTE TO roban05: Unfortunately, no on the car. But good guess!

TRIVIA: What does Bobby mean by another one?

BONUS: What does PAH mean? (If you don't know ASL, that's fine. Think of it in context. Clue; it doesn't mean "finish". What other word can fit?)

?-?

"Hey, Anderson." Mya said, walking into his office early the next morning.

"Oh, hey." He tiredly said, papers and computers all over his desk.

"I had some time waiting for some searches to come through, and thought I'd ask about the system that isn't working."

"Like I've told everyone else regarding every one of their technological problems, I'll get to it when I get to it. Not before, not after."

Mya nodded. "Yeah, I was wondering, do you think you could give me admin rights, and I could take it off your hands? I really need the system, especially for the case we're on."

Anderson sighed. "Oh, all right. You can work on it yourself. But I have final say!"

Mya smiled. "Thanks." With that, she wheeled around to go back to her desk.

"Hey, where'd you go?" Bobby asked as she walked back in and sat on her chair.

"Just had to take care of some technological business." She replied, looking at her computer, and the search that had just finished. "But I have results!"

Everyone gathered around her desk, interested in the news.

"This is so exciting!" Nora said, fully into the mystery now.

"You wouldn't believe all the cars the bureau had gotten rid of the year that they got rid of your car, Myles. But I was able to compile a list, and it just finished running through the list, seeing what cars are in possession of anyone, and aren't sitting in a salvage yard or something, and are still in the area." Mya said.

"Well? Where is it?" Myles asked, his anticipation waning.

Mya smiled. There are only 5 cars that are still in the DC area, and aren't in a junkyard. One of which has a license plate ending in HE2."

Bobby clapped his hands in celebration. "That's it. We got 'em."

"Who is it registered to?" Jack asked.

"A one John Wong." Mya replied.

Bobby sighed. "Oh, no, not another one."

Mya frowned. "What do you mean?"

Bobby shook his head. "Never mind."

"Bobby, Myles, go check out Mr. Wong. See if he matches up to either of our 'agents'. If he does, bring him in. If not, he's got a lot of explaining to do."

Bobby nodded, he and Myles walking out of the bullpen.

Jack looked at Mya. "See if you can see any connections to anything that could account as to why and who Wong is doing this. Maybe it could lead to our second 'agent'."

Mya nodded. Then her computer dinged. "Oh! We got the DNA and fingerprints back that was on the counterfeit bills."

"Anything?" He asked, hopeful.

She shook her head. "No. Nothing matched from previous cases, nothing in the system."

Jack sighed. "OK, well, at least we have something to run when we have a suspect. Has Sue gone through the video yet?"

Mya shook her head. "I don't think so. They were so bogged down when I talked to Josh, they were hoping to finish up that case today, and get to ours later this afternoon, or tomorrow."

Sarah waked away to answer her phone, which was ringing.

Jack nodded. "Alright. That's on hold for a while."

"At least we have some progress from yesterday!" Mya said optimistically.

"That was Metro PD." Sarah said, getting off the phone and walking to the group. "There's been another visit by the 'FBI' about a half hour ago."

?-?

"Hello, old friend." Myles said to the Ford sitting in Mr. Wong's driveway as he and Bobby walked up.

Bobby smiled. "Yeah, mate, you two had a pretty harsh break up, didn't you?"

"Yes," Myles replied, sighing. "Everything was going so well, then she was ripped from my loving care."

Bobby laughed and shook his head as he rang the doorbell.

"Yes?" A man said, answering the door a few seconds later.

"John Wong?" Myles asked. The man nodded.

"FBI." Bobby said, flashing the badge. "You and your car will have to come with us."

?-?

"PAH!" Sue signed.

Everyone waved their hands in celebration.

"I'm so happy that's finished." Josh said and signed.

"ME TOO." Amy agreed.

"WE WRITE RULES NOW, RIGHT?" Shane asked.

Josh nodded. "NEED, BUT LATER. HOPE ALL FOLLOW."

"IF NOT, HAPPEN WHAT?" Amy asked.

"NOTHING." Josh replied. "FORCE PEOPLE FOLLOW CAN'T."

"TRUE." Sue signed.

"WE HOPE PEOPLE FOLLOW." Tara signed.

"RIGHT." Sue replied.

"NEED WORK WHAT NOW? JACK'S CASE." Tara one-handed signed, clicking a few clicks on her computer to send everyone the clips that Mya had already set up. Just as she had finished sending everyone the clips, she received another email from Mya. "What? Another one?" She asked herself in disbelief as she opened the email. She smiled as she watched one of the clips. "Oh, but they're getting sloppy."

?-?

"I sent the new clips to Sue." Mya said.

Jack nodded, hanging up his phone. "Good. Bobby and Myles will be here with Wong. They said he fits the general profile, but they couldn't be certain. He's not as young as the drivers said, but that's all relative, and in a stressful situation as well."

"This is all so exciting." Nora said, watching the agents bustling around. "You're going to interrogate Wong, right? Do you mind if I watch?"

Jack looked up from what he was doing. "I guess, as long as you don't interfere."

"I won't, I promise. I just want to see how it's truly done, not by what I imagine happens."

Jack nodded. "Well, your experience starts right now. Come on."

Nora smiled widely through her mask, following Jack out of the room.