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Chapter 5: No Leads

It had been 5 hours… 5 hours since Neal had been kidnapped, and they had no leads whatsoever. No leads on who took him, or where he could be. They'd checked the park where Neal was taken from, and only found his cell, and cut anklet. Now was one of those times Peter wished that he would've drove Neal home.

Peter looked at the files sprawled out, covering the entire table in the conference room. They had eliminated some people who would've wanted revenge on Neal, mostly because they were in prison, or dead. They still had a list of about 40 people left, not counting the people who could've wanted to use Neal against them. Peter sighed, covering his head with his hand.

"You okay, Boss?" Diana asked, walking into the conference room, coffee cup in hand. Peter scoffed, looking at her.

"Oh yeah, I'm just peachy. Neal's missing and there are no leads, so of course I'm okay!" Peter snapped.

"Peter-" She began, surprised that Peter had snapped at her like that, he never had before.

"I'm sorry Diana. I didn't mean to snap at you." Peter apologized, taking a deep breath.

"It's okay, Boss. You're just worried about Neal, we all are."

"Do you have any new leads?" He asked, looking up at her.

"No." Peter sighed. "We'll find him Boss, don't worry."

"I hope so."

"I know we will. If anyone can find Caffrey, it's you." Peter looked at her, and smiled.

"That's true." Diana smiled, just as Jones came through the door.

"Peter, Elizabeth is on line 2, she sounds pretty upset." Peter nodded and picked up the phone. He knew it had to be important, if Elizabeth was calling this early in the morning, but he really didn't have time, he had to find Neal.

"El, this isn't-" He began.

"Is Neal with you?" She asked cutting him off. Peter sighed. "Because Mozzie is here, and he's freaking out. He can't reach Neal on his phone. They were supposed to get together at June's after he got done with your case, and Neal didn't show. That's not like him all."

"No, El he's not." He replied, hating that he was about to worry her, and Mozzie even more.

"He's not?" She asked, surprised. "Where is he?"

"He's been kidnapped." He said, causing Elizabeth to gasp.

"Kidnapped?" She asked, sure she had heard him wrong. "What do you mean Kidnapped? He'd better not be talking about Neal!" Peter heard Mozzie yell.

"Yes, late last night. I was on the phone with him when it happened." Elizabeth sighed.

"There's nothing you could've done Peter, you weren't with him." Elizabeth said, knowing full well that her husband was feeling guilty. "Do you have any leads?"

"No. We've narrowed down a list of Neal's enemies, but we still have about 40 more people on the list, not counting our old enemies."

"I know you'll find him hun, you always do." Peter smiled. "Hold on, Mozzie wants to talk to you." Peter heard the phone shuffling. He took a deep breath, he knew Mozzie would probably chew him out."Where was he taken from?" Mozzie asked.

"Central Park, about 5 hours ago."

"I'll check around with my contacts. We have to find him Suit, we have to."

"We will Mozzie, we will." Peter could imagine Mozzie nodding as he hung up. Peter sighed once again, as Jones burst into the conference room, a package in his hand.

"This package just got delivered, it's addressed to you, Peter." He said, putting the package on the table. Huges came inside, seeing Jones running to the conference room, followed by a bunch of other Agents. Peter looked at the package and quickly began opening it. He looked inside, cursing "Damnit" as he saw what was inside.

"What is it Boss?" Diana asked, seeing Peter's reaction, she figured it had something to do with Neal. Peter reached inside the package, pulling out a black fedora, and tossing it on the table. Diana gasped looking at the it.

"That's Neal's blood, isn't it?" She asked seeing the red stain that was on the fedora. Peter looked at her, unable to say anything, his emotions taking over.

"Someone log this as evidence, I want prints off of it! Do anything you have to, we need to find Caffrey, now!" Huges yelled, and the entire room went into hustle mode. Huges looked inside the box, pulling out a piece of paper. "Peter." Peter turned to look at him, seeing the piece of paper and taking it from him. He read it, his face hardening.

"Turn the tv on, right now!" He barked. Diana nodded, quickly grabbing the remote and turning the tv on. They each gasped at what the saw.