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Arriving in Breezewood, Pennsylvania, Booth pulled into the parking lot for the Best Western Motel and found a parking space near the main entrance. Exiting his car, Booth stretched trying to work out a kink in his lower back.

Looking around, Booth pointed at the Hardees next door, "Once we get a room, I need to get some coffee." Walking over to the main entrance, Booth looked back at his companion, "I want to get two rooms side by side on the ground floor."

Following Booth into the lobby, the entomologist replied, "Since you work for me, I need to get the rooms."

Shrugging his shoulders, Booth sat on a chair near the entrance and watched Hodgins register them and book two rooms.

Approaching the counter, Hodgins smiled at the young lady, "Hey, my name is Doctor Jack Hodgins. I'd like to book two rooms for about a week with a possibility of staying for two. I need two rooms on the bottom floor and side by side. My assistant and I would like non-smoking rooms if you have them available, please."

A bright smile on her face, Brenda took Hodgins drivers license and credit card and entered his data in her computer. "We have two nice rooms up front if you'd like them. They're next door to our breakfast room if you want to eat here in the morning. We have a nice breakfast buffet every morning which comes with the room."

Returning her smile, Hodgins glanced at Booth, "Sounds great." Taking his cards back, he placed them in his wallet and collected two entry keys to their rooms. "I'll let you know by the end of the week whether or not we need to stay an additional week."

Waving at Booth, Brenda cheerily replied, "Not a problem Dr. Hodgins if you or your assistant need my help with dinning recommendations or places to visit feel free to call me."

Enthusiastic, Hodgins walked back to the car with Booth following behind him. Arriving at the car he waited by the trunk of the car for Booth to unlock it. "I have a list of all of the farms located in Bedford, Fulton and Somerset Counties. Some of these farms are pretty old."

Popping the trunk of his car, Booth pulled out two bags and waited for Hodgins to remove his luggage. Once the bags were out of the car, Booth closed the trunk and walked towards their rooms, "Since Agent Darnell was last seen in the McConnellsburg area I think that's where we should start. Agent Kevin Spice and his partner April White are going to be working this case too. They're supposed to already be here. I arranged for them to meet us at the Denny's this evening at around six. They're undercover too."

Opening the door to his motel room, Hodgins glanced at Booth who was entering his room next door, "Hey Booth, I'll meet you at the Hardee's in a few. I could use some coffee too."

Pausing in the doorway, Booth replied, "Let me check my email and I need to make a quick call to let let Bones know we made it."

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His coffee a little too bitter, Booth opened another sugar packet and dumped it in his coffee, "Okay, let me see that list you have of farms in Fulton County. I have some more information from Pittsburgh about where Darnell was supposed to be going when he disappeared. He had a list of four farms he was interested in and he'd interviewed the owners of the farms before he was killed. We don't want to limit ourselves to the four farms though. They'll just be where we start out investigation."

Handing the list over to Booth, Hodgins sipped his coffee and watched the traffic pass by on the road in front of the fast food restaurant. "If you know which farms Agent Darnell was interested in, you should be able to see if anyone connected to those farms have any lab experience. That might narrow down who your suspects are."

Studying the lists, Booth found the four farms he was interested in. "Yeah, sounds like a good idea. I'll email Angela and have her look into that for me."

Curious, Hodgins placed his cup down on the table in front of him, "What do you want to do first?"

The lists folded, Booth placed them next to his cup and replied, "I have the name of the tipster that contacted Darnell about 'Free America'. I want to drive over to Fulton County this afternoon and interview him first. Maybe he can narrow down our suspect list for us."

Drinking the rest of his coffee, Hodgins smiled, "This is so cool. I've never done anything like this before. I'm really getting in to this."

Twisting his lips, Booth shook his head, "Try to calm down a little there, Hodgins. This isn't a game. One agent has already been killed and I sure as hell don't want to be added to the list."

His smile wide, Hodgins replied, "Don't worry. I'll do my job and make sure I don't get us into trouble. You know me I'm enthusiastic. It won't be a problem when we're doing the interviews. I'll be as calm and as serious as I need to be."

Worried, Booth glumly responded, "I hope so."

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As Booth pulled into the driveway, Hodgins turned towards him and complained, "Damn when we go back to our hotel let's take the long way around. That road we took scared the shit out of me. Going down that steep of a road with semis barreling behind you on your ass . . . shit!"

Laughing, Booth shook his head, "Wimp." Exiting the car, the agent strode over to the front door and knocked on it. After a moment, the door opened and a man asked him, "Yeah?"

Pulling his badge from his jacket pocket, Booth smiled, "My name is Special Agent Seeley Booth and this here is my partner, Doctor Jack Hodgins. We're here investigating the murder of Agent Darnell."

Scanning the road behind Booth and Hodgins, Franklin Truax stood back and motioned for them to enter his house, "I was sad to hear about Agent Darnell. He was a friend of mine." Pointing towards the couch and chairs in his living room, Franklin urged them. "Take a load off. You want any coffee or a beer or something?"

His eyes flicking around the room, Booth sat down on the overstuffed chair next to the couch, "No thank you, we're fine."

Settling on the couch, Hodgins kept his eyes mostly on Booth as Franklin sat down on the rocking chair next to the fireplace.

Expressionless, Booth started his interview, "You contacted Agent Darnell with some information about a group called Free America?"

Glumly, Franklin rocked his chair a little, "Yeah . . . I used to be a deputy for the county here and I kind of keep an eye on things. Old habits are hard to break . . . anyway, I knew Agent Darnell and I heard about Free America and it made me nervous. I have a cousin who's friends with one of the group members and he told me that Bobby Freeman was starting to skirt the edge of reason, if you know what I mean. Bobby had some tax problems a few years back and he almost lost his farm. He started mouthing off some anti-government bullshit and blaming everyone else for his trouble instead of himself. He'd made a few unwise investments and they bit him on the ass."

Moving his gaze towards the window, Franklin shook his head, "God forbid people take responsibility for their own stupidity." Clearing his throat he looked at Booth again, "Anyways, my cousin said Bobby has been getting more erratic and started Free America. I haven't got a clue what that's even supposed to mean and I don't really care. Anyway, Bobby started hinting around about how they may start doing things to get the attention of the government and well it made me awful nervous so I contacted Agent Darnell and he said he'd come down and check into it. The next thing I know his body was found in Buchannan State park. I told my cousin to stay the hell away from Bobby Freeman and not to draw any attention to himself. The last thing I need is for Harry to get killed too. He has a wife and four kids."

Jotting down a few notes, Booth licked his bottom lip, "Okay, do you think Bobby Freeman killed Darnell?"

Grimly considering it, Franklin finally nodded his head, "Maybe. I would have said no a couple of years ago, but now I'm not so sure. Harry said that he's seen some rough characters hanging out at Bobby's farm and . . . well, yeah, he's changed and not for the better."

Placing his notebook back into his jacket, Booth stood up, "I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't talk about Agent Darnell to anyone else. It might endanger your life. I also need you not to mention me or Dr. Hodgins to anyone. We're going to continue to look into this and see if we can find out what happened to Agent Darnell."

His hands resting on the arms of his chair, Franklin pushed himself up and nodded his head, "Alright not a problem. I hope you find out who killed Darnell. He was one of the good ones and . . . well he didn't deserve to die like that."

Standing, Hodgins held his hand out and shook Franklin's hand, "It was a pleasure meeting you Sir."

A smile breaking out on his face, Franklin replied, "Likewise young man."

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