Chapter Three:What You Call A Conspiracy Theorist I Call... Helpless.
Jack stood dumbstruck holding the phone in his hand. He had the one thing in the world that made him whole. What was he to do? He looked at Booth, who in returned a confused look.
"Was that him again?" Booth said, taking the phone and listening to the dial tone. All Jack could do was nod. Tempe sat in her chair no sure what to do. "OK, Bones. I want you to head back to the security desk and find where that call came from, Jack. We're gonna have a look a the security tapes from her office, there's no way he's been able to delete them." They nodded and went about their business.
Tempe went off to check the phone number, while Jack and Booth loaded the security tape on Tempe's computer. They easily found the one in Angela's office and thankfully it was still there. Booth watched intently as they rewound it back a bit.
They saw them leave and Angela sit at her computer and after about ten minutes they saw Agent Smythe get up off the couch and glance out the door, 'He's checking to see where we are.' Booth thought as they watched Agent Smythe remove a cloth and small bottle from his jacket. He poured, what was obviously chloroform onto the cloth and attack Angela. Caught by surprise she was unable to fight the chloroform for long. After only a few seconds they left the view of the camera, and left the room. Jack was the first to speak up,
"That B!" he turned to Booth, who stared at the paused screen speechless. "You said he was trustworthy!"
"I don't know what to say Jack. Sorry wouldn't cover it." Booth said, trying to stay calm. His knuckles were white from clenching on the desk, "I trusted my life to dirty agent. Jack, this just got a hell of a lot more personal. When I next see him, I'll have no problem in pulling my gun out and shooting him between the eyes." Jack stared, astonished that this usually calm Agent was considering killing again.
"Booth, we need to catch him soon before he hurts Angela." Jack said, snapping the new elastic band around his wrist,
"Trust me Jack. We will." Booth turned his attention to Agent Jones, giving him a curious look, but before Booth spoke Agent Jones said,
"Booth, trust me. I would never betray the FBI, if you don't shoot Smythe then I will." He said through gritted teeth. Jack didn't look satisfied, but Booth did.
"Thanks," he said, "We have to wait for Bones to get back with the call location before we can do anything more. Switch the cameras so we can see the other angles and get an idea where he went with her. As they were scanning the other cameras, Zach walked in,
"Agent Booth, Doctor Hodgins." He said in his usual professional tone,
"Not now Zach." Hodgins said angrily, not taking his eyes from the screen,
"It's about Angela." Booth and Jack spun their heads towards him fast, "I did a fingerprint search of Dr. Brennan's phone to see what came up."
"What did you find?" Booth said, hope appearing in his face.
"I ran them all through the database, apart from people in your 'squint squad' there was one foreign one. I ran it through..."
"Who was it Zach?!" Jack shouted, interrupting Zach,
"It was him." Zach finished, passing them a piece of paper. Booth looked at it blankly, but Jack look at the picture as if he had seen a ghost.