(The Sin in the Sisterhood)

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Breaking new: William King, the CEO of King's Company has been reportedly killed in a plane crash. William King, who was piloting the plane, and three employees of King's Company were killed when his plane went down in the Ukraine. We will update this story as more news becomes available.

Angela sat staring at her television and felt her hands start to tremble. She was afraid and she wasn't too proud to admit it. Slowly, she reached for her television remote and turned it off. Her eyes darting around the room, she knew that she needed to calm down. She had valuable information to pass on to her friends and she needed to do it now. The trembling stopped, Angela stood up, ran her hands down her skirt to make sure it was straight and walked over to the doorway. Once in the hallway, she debated about who she should tell first and decided that Cam would be first.

Entering the coroner's office, Angela was relieved to see that Brennan was in the room too. "I had the news on in my office and I just heard that William King died in a plane crash along with three other people."

Stunned, Cam turned to look at her computer expert. "Where did the plane crash?" She wasn't sure why that was important, but she needed to know.

"They said the Ukraine." Angela shrugged her shoulders. "The country has been unstable since they had their 'Orange Revolution'. The western half is solidly Ukrainian, but the eastern half is more loyal to Russia. I don't know what King was doing there, but he won't be coming home."

Brennan turned in her seat and frowned at her friend. "I'm surprised that Wayne Kitchen is still alive. Of course, he hasn't divulged anything about the organization that was blackmailing him. He's too afraid his family will be murdered . . . Perhaps that organization didn't trust King to remain silent. Booth thinks they didn't trust Abbot and they had him killed, but there is no proof to back that up. It's just supposition."

Angela leaned against the doorframe. "If someone really did murder King and Abbot, shouldn't we be worried?" She was afraid that the blackmailers that Kitchen were worried about didn't value life at all.

"I don't think we need to worry about it right now." Cam clasped her hands and placed them on her lap. "They can only kill so many people before they draw too much attention to themselves. Abbot's murder wasn't questioned because he was killed by someone he had arrested in the past. King is . . . was the head of a company that hired out mercenaries. No one would be shocked if a man like that was murdered, but in this case, you said it was a plane crash. Plane crashes happen. Not often, but they do happen . . . If someone started to kill members of the Lab or the FBI, the press would notice and that would trigger a very public investigation. When Kitchen goes to trial, it will be for the deaths of Evans and Storm. He's been connected to Robert Hanssen and that is what the press will emphasize. The press is practically salivating right now over his future trial . . . I think we're safe, at least for the time being."

Satisfied, Angela nodded her head. "Someone needs to tell Booth about King, if he doesn't already know."

"I'll do it." Brennan stood up. "I'm sure Danny knows about it already."

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In his office looking over a few reports, Booth was surprised by a knock on his door. Turning his attention away from the file he had open on his desk, Booth noticed Strickland Storm standing outside his door. Standing, he hurried over to the door and opened it. "General Storm, I wasn't expecting you for another hour."

"Yes, I know, but the older I get the more impatient I get." Strickland smiled at the agent in a show of friendliness. "I was hoping you'd talk to me now and we can get this over with."

"Of course." Booth walked over the chair in front of his desk and pointed at the second one next to his chair. Once they were both seated, he began, "As you know Philip Jarvis and Butler Hyde were connected to the death of your nephew Gale. Butler was murdered before we could arrest him. We're still looking for his killer . . . Philip Jarvis agreed to be extradited back to the States. He pled guilty and he's going to serve the rest of his life in prison . . . The man they worked for, William King was killed in a plane crash yesterday, so that part of the case is closed. Wayne Kitchen, the man who asked King to have Gale killed is going to go on trial for two counts of murder and treason. Kitchen worked with Robert Hanssen and killed a reporter when she got on Hanssen's trail to protect him . . . We know the murder of Felicia Evans started this mess. She passed on her proof to several people before she was murdered as an insurance policy and we think Gale stumbled upon a copy somehow. We know that whatever he found, it pointed towards Kitchen being a traitor. He was using that piece of evidence to connect some dots, but his emails were deleted from his personal computer and his work computer the day after he was killed, so we don't know what he found. It looks like we're never going to know what he found, so at this point we're going to have to let that go. We may find out someday, but not right now . . . The CIA looked into the missing emails and the missing backup files and found that one of their employees had been responsible for the disappearances. Before they could talk to him about it, he died in a car wreck."

"There seems to be a lot of deaths involved in this case." General Storm shook his head. "Plane crashes, car wrecks, a murder. You do know there is no such thing as coincidences?"

Booth smiled. "Yes Sir, I do know that . . . Robert Hanssen committed treason with a foreign agent. He jeopardized our military and our country. Kitchen worked with Hanssen and someone went to a lot of trouble to protect Kitchen. That part of the investigation is open, but right now we don't have anything pointing to whoever it is . . . we won't give up, Sir. It's going to take time, maybe months before we get to the person behind Kitchen and King, but the case will remain open until we do. Too many people have died and their blood is not just on Kitchen's and King's hands. There was someone pulling their strings and I will find out who that someone is."

"Good." General Storm appreciated the complexity of what had happened and why his nephew was murdered. "My nephew is being reburied tomorrow. It will be a small private ceremony. I'd be honored if you would attend."

Flattered, Booth quickly nodded his head. "Yes, Sir. It would be an honor." He had always admired Strickland and he was glad that he could at least give the older man closure. "Your nephew tried to shut down treason. He paid for that with his life. We all owe him a debt of gratitude."

With nothing else to say, the General stood up and held out his hand. Once Booth stood and shook his hand, Storm cleared his throat. "The Storms have always been in the thick of things. Gale served in the Army, but he was injured by an IED and was given a medical discharge. He found a way to serve by joining the CIA. I was very proud of him. I am very proud of him."

"Yes Sir." Booth considered Gale Storm a hero. "I've been told a star will be put on the CIA Memorial Wall next Monday. I'm sure you've been notified, but if you haven't been I'm sure you'll hear something in the next few days."

"I was informed this morning." Storm smiled. "If Gale was here he'd fuss about the hoopla. He was a modest young man . . . I loved him like a son and I miss him."

Not sure if anything he said would matter. Booth just nodded his head and followed the General to the doorway. Once Storm was gone, he sat down at his desk and flipped through the file on his desk. Angela had looked into General Storm's banking records and as far as she could tell, he hadn't paid out any blood money to have Butler Hyde killed. Jacob Brodsky had gone after Hyde for revenge, not because he had been paid to do it.

He wasn't in the mood for paperwork, but it needed to be done before he got behind. It was the one part of the job that he considered a pain in the ass.

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Danny stood next to James Rawlings gravestone and noticed a toy soldier sitting next to. Curious, he leaned over to pick it up.

"Don't . . . Parker put that there as a present for Rawlings." Booth walked over to the grave, crossed himself and said a quick prayer. "We were here this weekend with Pops. He wanted to visit his friend."

Moving over to where the oak tree stood, Danny leaned against it. "You did a great job getting proof against Kitchen and King. It's too bad King is dead. My Boss wanted his ass on a platter."

"The CIA didn't kill him?" Surprised, Booth stared at his friend. "I figured you guys were cleaning up."

"No, we didn't kill him." Danny was very irritated. "As far as I know it was engine failure, but what do I know? . . . King was a mercenary. He was responsible for a lot of deaths in Eastern Europe and in the Middle East. He even managed to get a few of our soldiers murdered, the bastard . . . If someone did kill him, they managed to make it look like an accident, but we had nothing to do with that. I'm telling the truth."

Not sure if he believed his friend, Booth shrugged his shoulders. "You never did have anyone looking into Gale's murder, did you? There were too many clues pointing towards his being assassinated. Any good investigator would have found that out right at the beginning . . . What was the deal? String me along, push my buttons until I decided to take over the case? Why didn't you just ask me to take over the case as soon as your man died? Why all the bullshit?"

Danny knew that this moment was coming. Booth was sharp and he had told his supervisor that the agent might figure out that he had been used. "We needed the best working on Gale's case, but we weren't sure who we could trust. A traitor in Homeland Security. A former FBI Agent connected to the traitor Kirby. When we saw who had been assigned to Gale's case by the Metro police, we started to worry and we had a right to be worried. The detective is an incompetent piece of shit and then we found out he was related to Kitchen and we knew that Gale's murder was going to be covered up. The CIA needed someone we could trust to work the case and that was you, but there was no guarantee that we could get the FBI to agree to take the case. Congressman Abbot was friendly with the Director of the FBI and we weren't sure if we could trust Darouse. We thought if we could get you interested in the case, you might find a way to work the case and maybe Gale would get justice and Kitchen would go down for treason . . . The CIA's hands are tied when it comes to working in the States. We're at the mercy of other agencies . . . I told you about Gale's case early on, but you didn't seem interested. I hoped I could aim you towards the case anyway . . . When I heard about the attempted kidnapping of Parker, I didn't know what was going on. We were afraid it had something to do with Gale's case. I told you that someone I can rely on told me that Kitchen was collecting names and your name was on the list. I didn't know what he was up to and it scared the shit out of me and the man I work for. That was why I had Tom watching over your boy until we found out that kidnapping attempt had to do with a case your ex was working on . . . We really wanted you to look into Gale's murder, but not if it meant your son was going to be targeted."

Booth wasn't sure if Danny was being up front with him, but the man did have someone look after Parker and he was grateful. "Did you have something to with Max handing over the last four pages of Harper's notebook and the tape?"

Deciding that he better be as honest as he could be, Danny nodded his head. "Sort of. My Boss knew about the missing pages and he knew that it was possible Max had them. No one cared because Kirby was dead and the agents that had worked with him were either dead or arrested and convicted . . . Look, your name was on Kitchen's list and we were worried about it. You, Jacob Brodsky, William Preston, a few of our finest and brightest in law enforcement. Former military snipers . . . You have no idea how much that list scared us. We didn't know if this was a recruitment list or a death wish list, so we had to be careful not to spook Kitchen and whoever else he worked with. My Boss decided to force Max to hand over the pages and the tape. We forwarded it to Ms. Julian. The information led the Attorney General right to Bud Abbot and that was one less traitor we had to worry about. We knew that if we got Max involved in the case, it might worry Dr. Brennan and therefore you . . . Abbot went down for his association with Kirby and he was connected to Kitchen too. I knew you wouldn't be able to ignore that . . . You found a way to take over Gale's case and I for one was grateful. I knew we could trust you. I knew that you're loyal to your country and you'd make sure that Kitchen went down for what he did even if he did save your life in Iraq . . . Yes, I used you, but I needed you and Dr. Brennan working this case. It was bigger than all of us. It still is. We still don't know who was blackmailing Kitchen, but I hope you and your people keep your ears to the ground. I know my people will. If Robert Hanssen and Wayne Kitchen were part of some underground organization, we need to know who and what they are."

Moving over to where Danny was standing, Booth lashed out and used his fist to hit his friend in the eye.

Not really surprised, Danny fell back against the tree holding his hand over his left eye. "Feel better?"

A little smirk on his face, Booth nodded his head. "I do, thanks."

His left eye watering, Danny knew that he was going to have one hell of a black eye. "Good . . . you watch your back. Whoever Kitchen was working for is interested in you. Now I have to go and you have a funeral to attend."

After his friend was out of sight, Booth rubbed his hand. "Shit, I promised Bones I would't hit him . . . oh well."

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