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Chapter 12

This was definitely Phil's lucky day. Not only had Sam finally agreed to go out with him, but she was also sorting out his Zain problem. Sam's phone rang, jerking him from his thoughts. He looked around for her, but she was nowhere in sight. The constant ringing was beginning to irritate him. He answered it, hoping it would be Stuart so he could gloat. His luck continued.

"Sam?" Stuart's voice sounded

"No it's Phil. What do you want?" he asked

"Why're you answering Sam's phone?" he snapped

"Because she's not here." Phil said, as if it were obvious, "If it's so urgent, why don't you just call her mobile?"

"Because… it keeps rejecting my calls. It must be broken."

"Was working fine last time I saw it." Phil smirked to himself

"Just get her to call me back." Then Phil heard a click and the dialing tone.

Sam headed downstairs to the photocopier, when she saw a man with his back to her, with short blonde hair. She'd recognised him instantly, but knew she must have made some mistake. This man would never come to a police station voluntarily, would he? There was only one way to find out.

"Danny? What're you doing here?" she spoke to the youngest con artist

"It's about Stacie." He replied, glancing all around the police station. Sam could tell he was working what the best way out would be if this went wrong

"Stacie Monroe?" Sam asked, speaking of the con artist that it was reported Danny had a crush on. The one that had recently been stabbed. She led him into a soft interview room, hoping that environment would reassure him. It seemed to, his body language becoming much more relaxed as he entered that room.

"So why are you here Danny?" Sam asked again as she sat down opposite him.

"You heard about Stacie, right? She got stabbed."

"Yeah, DC Nadir was assigned to the case." She said, rising from her chair, "Would you prefer to talk to him?"

"No!" Danny half shouted, "No, no thank you." He repeated quieter this time. Sam wondered what his problem was with Zain. Zain hadn't mentioned any arguements between them.

"Why?" she asked, voicing her surprise

"I just don't want to. I want to talk to you instead." He said, sounding defensive. Sam decided it was best to go along with him. She didn't want to lose his trust when he'd freely come to see her.

"Okay… What do you know about Ms. Monroe's assault?" He instantly became edgy again, shifting in his seat,

"If I tell you something, will you keep it to yourself? Off the record, like?" she nodded, wondering what it could be; "We know who stabbed her. But we don't want to tell. You know what things are like. He'll be released in no time. We want him to pay." Danny was actually beginning to sound dangerous. A horrible thought occurred to Sam. What if the gang was intending to stab the guy that did this back? Was Danny looking for the police's support?

"You won't get away with half killing whoever did this you know." She said, trying to make it clear he wouldn't get away with that

"That's not how we work." Blue replied, with scorn in his voice, "We're going to get him arrested when he has a lot of cocaine. We were wondering if we could count on your support." Sam stared at him, wondering what exactly he was implying. That he knew when this guy was about to deal? Or that he was going to plant the drugs? Then something occurred to her,

"Where's Mickey?" she asked, knowing that the group rarely made major decisions without their boss' presence. Did the very fact he wasn't here indicate his disapproval in this?

"Why?" Danny asked, sounding a little thrown. Not a good sign in Sam's books.

"He's in charge, and this clearly means a lot to all of you, so why would he send you instead of coming himself? Unless of course, he doesn't know you're here." she voiced her thoughts.

"Mickey doesn't want anyone else getting hurt. He doesn't understand that more people will be hurt if Hendon isn't put away."

"Hendon?" Sam asked, recognising the name. Then suddenly it dawned on her, "Matthew Hendon? The drug dealer? He did this?" Why would Hendon, the big time drug dealer bother himself with a small group of con artists?

"He's dangerous." Danny went on, sounding as if he was as much trying to convince himself as her. "He needs out away and we need your help to do it. We need someone to go undercover, plant some drugs on him, call in your guys, arrest him and then we're all happy. We get revenge, you get safer streets."

"Zain's our undercover guy." Sam stated, still mulling the idea over in her mind.

"We can't use him. We need someone else."

"Why?" she asked, wondering why Zain didn't mention this earlier

"Because Hendon probably knows him."

"Through his undercover work." Sam realised. Kristen Shaw was proving to be a lot more trouble than she was worth, "How about the man Stacie spoke to earlier- DS Phil Hunter. He'd probably do it." Sam told him, well aware she was getting ahead of herself. Danny nodded,

"Anyone will do."

"Wait here 'til I get him then." She said, rising from her chair, heading towards CID.

It took her a few minutes to find Phil

"Can I have a favour?"

"Course." She liked the way he dropped everything to help her.

"I've got a con artist downstairs. Wants you to go undercover to help him get revenge."

"Why would I do that?"

"Because I'm asking you too." She smiled sweetly at him.

"Fine." He muttered, grabbing his coat, and following her to the door of CID.

Yeah, I know, 'twas crap. BUT reviews are always appreciated, especially when I get back bad english coursework (which I will on Monday) so make my weekend! review!