Chapter Twenty-Six – Everywhere You Go
Olivia had run down her plan with Heather, who agreed that the best thing to do was fish with a wide net. They needed to catch this guy before he could hurt anyone else. Next came Broyles. She had gone over it again with Peter on the way over and she felt slightly more confident. She still had an hour to kill before her meeting with Broyles and in essence of killing to time, she decided to call Nina Sharp. Perhaps she did have something that could help.
"Nina Sharp's office, how may I help you?"
"Olivia Dunham for Nina Sharp please."
"Certainly. Please hold."
Olivia sipped at her coffee while she waited.
"Olivia, dear how are you?"
"Fine, thanks. How are you?"
"Pretty good. I heard about your case."
Olivia sighed.
"That's what I wanted your help with."
"How?"
"I have some agents in the field that I want to tap but I can't because it needs to be incredibly discrete."
She could hear the frown in Nina's voice when she spoke.
"I think I might have something. We have a new scientist in the spy area that has a fascination with comic books. He's developed some pretty incredible stuff."
"That would be fantastic. Thank you."
"No problem. How is little Etta?"
"Great. Getting bigger and bigger."
"We should get together for dinner after all this."
"Definitely."
"Let me check some things out and then I'll call you back."
"Thanks Nina."
"You're welcome Sweetie. Talk soon."
Olivia sat back in her seat with a sigh She had killed no time at all. She settled for writing at her notes again, practising what she was going to say again. By the time she had it all planned out again, it was time to go and talk to Broyles. She knocked and the entered his office. He stopped writing and put down his pen, giving her his full attention.
"Agent Dunham, nice to see you. What did you need to speak to me about?"
Olivia took a seat across from him.
"I think I know how we can find A.J."
"How?"
"A sting."
Broyles frowned.
"Do I want to ask for details?"
Olivia smiled slightly.
"Depends. I need numbers."
"How many?"
"To do this safely, at least a dozen. We are going to need multiple departments for this."
"I can make a call to a few people, see if I can get the police involved."
"Thank you."
"Do you need anything else?"
"Aside from the numbers, I have everything else I need."
"Well, once everything is in place, come and give me the proper run down."
"Yes Sir."
Olivia offered him a small smile before leaving the office and heading to her desk. She was going over her plan once again, trying to see if she could cut anything out, when, with a small thump, a cup of coffee and some doughnuts were put in front of her. She started slightly before smiling.
"Hey Reece. How's it going?"
"Good. Did Heather tell you?"
Olivia nodded and stood, pulling Reece into a hug.
"Yeah she did. Congratulations."
Reece grinned.
"Thank you. Consider this an unofficial invitation for you, Peter and Etta."
"We'll be there."
Reece took a seat across from her, sipping at his own coffee. Olivia pulled apart the French Cruller that Reece had gotten her, dunking a piece into her coffee.
"So, it looks like you're planning to take over the world."
Olivia chuckled.
"Not quite. I'm planning out a sting."
"Really?"
"Yup."
Reece leaned forward.
"Run it down for me."
Olivia sighed and did as Reece requested, running through her entire plan. Reece nodded slightly.
"Makes sense."
"High risk though. And it's only a good plan if it works. Otherwise, I'm pulling in some big favours for no reason at all."
"You want blondes right?"
Olivia nodded.
"Yeah, we do. We need bait for Brookes. Why?"
"I think I know someone who could be part of the number."
Olivia cocked her eyebrow.
"Who?"
"A new member of our unit. She's a little green but she's blonde and very good at what she does."
"Do you think you could introduce us?"
"Sure. Follow me, Mrs Bishop."
Olivia smiled as she took her coffee and the other half of the doughnut, following Reece out of the crowded work space. He led her to his office, indicating a seat before leaving again. Olivia looked around the office, taking in all the files and pictures of small children that were all over the walls. She was still checking out the pictures when the door swung open again. Reece indicated to the small blonde that followed him into the room.
"Agent Olivia Dunham, this is Agent Victoria Green."
Olivia shook the small woman's hand, taking her in. With her should length blonde hair, small, delicate features and wide eyes, she looked very young. In fact, she was exactly what Olivia needed.
"Nice to meet you Agent Green."
"You too, Agent Dunham. I've heard so much about you from Reece."
"Yeah well, you can only believe half of it."
"Good to know."
Reece rubbed his hands together.
"Right ladies, I'm going to go and see Heather. Agent Green, when you're done here, come and find me."
Victoria nodded and watched as Reece slipped from the room before turning back to Olivia.
"So, Reece said you might have a job for me?"
"Something like that."
"What will I need to do?"
"Not much. As bad as it sounds, you'll be bait."
Victoria nodded slightly.
"Ok. For who?"
"A man named Jeremiah Brookes. He's a suspect in several murders. Have you done any stings before?"
Victoria shook her head.
"No. But I learn quickly and this will look great on my file."
Olivia offered her a small smile.
"I'll make sure of it. I'm still waiting for word from other departments but I can give you a call when I have final numbers. But it's risky."
Victoria shrugged.
"If I wanted to be safe all the time, I would never have become an FBI agent."
"Good point."
Olivia and Victoria talked for a few more minutes before Victoria excused herself to find Reece. Olivia headed back down to her desk, pausing at the note that was waiting for her. In the time it had taken her to talk to Agent Green, Broyles had come through. He had six departments already that had agreed to give her numbers for her sting. He had given her some people to call to confirm precisely what she needed. Olivia finished her coffee before getting onto the phone. By the time she was done, she had four more women and six men to help with the surrounding areas. She was off to a good start.
