Chapter Six: Investmesnt
'A bank is a place that will lend you money if you can prove that you don't need it' - Bob Hope
Special Agents Tobias Fornell and Leroy Jethro Gibbs were now standing in front of the bank owner's desk, one Aaron Hotchner.
"How may I be of help to the FBI?" Mr. Hotchner replied.
"We're looking for some information on a David Rossi." Fornell started.
"Does he have an account in your bank Mr. Hotchner?" Gibbs finished.
"Yes he does. Why? Is he in some kind of trouble?" He questioned a little unnerved by the icy stare Agent Gibbs was giving him.
"We're just following a tip we received.
I'm sure it's nothing.
Most of the tips we receive don't pan out.
I'm sure you know how it is, though you never know which one might give you the break you're looking for." Fornell answered.
"We've also heard that Rossi's personal accountant works for you. We're gonna need to talk to him too." Gibbs stated.
"Well I've only got one accountant working for me right now that also free-lances, so you must be looking for Anderson.
He's a nice young man and I'm sure he'd love to help you anyway he could but I'm afraid he didn't come into work today.
As a matter of fact I don't think he came in yesterday or the day before either." Mr. Hotchner told the Agents.
"Do you know where he could be, or what he was working on the last time you saw him?" Fornell pressed.
"If I had to guess I'd say home.
We never really have had more than a professional relationship.
I really don't know what he's been working on, though things have been a bit slow lately so if he has been working on something
it's most likely outside the office." Hotchner answered wondering what exactly Anderson had been doing with or for Rossi that had gained the FBI's attention.
"Well thank you for your time Mr. Hotchner.
If you hear from Mr. Anderson before we get the chance to talk to him make sure to tell him we would like to speak with him."
"I'll make sure to do that. Good afternoon gentlemen'' and with that the two agents left the bank in search of whereabouts on Mr. Anderson.
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Walking into the bank, slightly surprised to have seen two known FBI agents just leaving it, Detectives Munch and Ford made their way over to the man standing behind the counter.
"Mr. Anderson?" Munch questioned.
Turning to face them the man stated, "No, Timothy McGee, may I ask who's asking?"
"Detectives John Munch and Nathan Ford; do you know where we can find him?"
"I'm sorry to say that I honestly don't. He didn't show up today."
Hearing the door open and seeing a well distinguished woman walk in Tim hurriedly continued, "You'll have to excuse me but I'm sure if you
ask Elliot Stabler he'll know. They're buddies; Elliot's even driven him home a few times. He's right over there." and with that he rushed over to
the woman and enthusiastically started greeting a Mrs. Rossi who was insisting on being called Sophie.
Turning to where the boy had pointed before running off, they headed towards the banks security guard.
"Elliot, Elliot Stabler" when the man nodded that he was indeed Elliot, Nate continued.
"Mr. McGee over there told us that you would be able to help us find a Mr. Anderson. He said you know where he lives."
Elliot glanced over at Munch curiously before he said, "Well he hasn't been around here in three or so days, but yes I can tell you where he lives.
If I'm not mistaken he lives at 352 N Brentwood, but I'm not sure if he's in the fourth or fifth apartment."
"We appreciate the help." Munch said turning to follow Nate, who was almost at the banks exit.
"Glad to do it!" Elliot shouted after them.
"What are the odds he takes off around the same time his wife shows up dead?" Munch said giving his thoughts voice.
"Let's go ask an accountant" and with that Nate headed for the car Munch trailing behind.
"You know why I put Blaine with you?
You started drinking again?" (Captain Cragen and Elliot Stabler - Law and Order:SVU)