Chapter 8:
Back at the Jeffersonian, the team watched as a group of men brought in a truck load of 'evidence' that Brennan had found at the crime scene. She decided it was best that all the coffee barrels were examined, and better yet, by none other then her team at the Jeffersonian.
It had been a vigorous phone fight between Dr. Brennan and the Café manager Timothy Clay. Apparently, he was tanning in some beach in Cancun while his café was the crime scene for a homicide.
Mr. Clay had refused to let Dr. Brennan take his coffee beans unless she presented his lawyer with a warrant and a valid statement.
"Other wise," he had said, "I will not allow you to jeopardize my business and reputation as a successful CEO."
"Ironic" thought Brennan, "he's tanning on some beach, and letting his workers do his dirty work." She shook her head in disapproval.
However, with a quick phone call to Caroline, she had presented Mr. Clay's lawyer with a warrant in less than 15 minutes- thank goodness for Caroline.
In the middle of all the liveliness at the Jeffersonian, Booth walked in, his jaw dropped. He had left his partner alone at the crime scene for less then an hour, and came back to find that she had brought the café back to the lab for examination.
"Bones!" he exclaimed with shock as he walked towards his partner in disbelief. "What did you do? This is insane!"
"What is insane Booth?" he asked, in vague.
"This," he pointed towards the dozen or so barrels filling the interior of the lab. "These… the barrels Bones! What the heck happened?"
"This was the only way I could accurately examine the beans, and find the right evidence for the…" she started explaining, but Booth cut her off.
"Bones, we have no right in destroying their business. What if… wait? Please tell me you asked before you took these" he froze at the thought of his partner 'kidnapping' the barrels and sneaking them onto the truck.
"What are your implying Booth? That I would have taken these without permission? Of course not, I know how to play the game Booth…" she replied, annoyed. "After all… I learning from the best" she said as she pocked him on the shoulder, and she walked off towards the rest of the team.
In total, 16 large barrels of coffee were delivered. Brennan assigned Hodgins, Cam, Angela and herself each four barrels to examine.
As always, Hodgins was enjoying himself- almost as though he were sifting through golden clouds of heaven.
Cam was her typical self, not showing much emotion, just doing her job.
As for Angela, she simply hated the task, and displeasure was written all over her face. Fortunately for Brennan, all four of her barrels came out clean, and she was free to go.
"If anyone finds anything, let me know; I will be in my office." She instructed, and she left the remaining members of her team to sift through the evidence.
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