Chapter 4
Carrie and Kara walk into HQ, both visibly disturbed. Arms swinging and feet nailing every step, Carrie approaches the desk of their resident IT guru.
"What the hell, Dante? When is this place going to get the resources we need to do our job in the field?"
Dante glances up from his monitor and shrugs. "Beats me, Carrie. Still working it out." He flashes a searching glance to see if that answer satisfies Carrie. Not getting a good read either way, he turns back to his monitor. Jack descends the stairs from his office and approaches Dante's desk and hands him a sheath of paper. Dante glances at it, shakes his head in frustration, looks up at Carrie's now easily readable angry face, and turns back to this monitor.
Carry turns her attention to her boss. "Jack, we sat out there for hours, had the guy in sight, then we lose him because of a server mishap?"
"It happens," Jack shrugs. "Look, we've got some intel that he may be at this hotel. He checked in with a bag so he may be there for a while. Why don't you guys check it out."
"Sure, it's not like we haven't already spent most of today in a car," Kara says.
"Damn LA," adds Carrie.
They both stomp back out of the office.
As Carrie punches the hotel address into her GPS, Kara asks, "So what's the story with this McAllister guy? Doesn't quite have the look for spy-hood."
Carrie's frustrated frown briefly melts into a lascivious grin, "Yeah, he is kind of pretty isn't he?" "Exactly. Not one to get dirty when the need arises," Kara states. "Well, he used to be a lawyer for the mob in Chicago." Kara grin matches Carrie's. "Chicago has a mob?" They both laugh. Carrie continues, "Yeah, he was apparently adopted by a mobster, taken in as an orphan, turned, so to speak, to the life of defending his father-figure boss. Even married the boss's daughter and had a couple kids with her. But at one point he found himself wavering, I guess. Had an affair with the DA's wife. Shit hit the fan. And here he is. You know how the agency likes to nab those who walk that line between hero and criminal. Intelligence work is all about being able to get inside the heads of the bad guys." "And who better to do that than someone who's been on that side," Kara finishes Carrie's thought. She clears her throat and almost whispers, "So this DA's wife he had the affair with? Is she still around?" "I have no idea Kara," Carrie smiled. "And it may serve you well to not dwell on such matters. He's our boss, remember." Through gritted teeth, Kara brushes off Carrie's concerns. "Yeah, yeah. What about the wife?" "She, I know, is history. Moved on almost immediately. He's been estranged from the kids as well. Son is doing time for murder. And daughter is off living her own life." "Hm."