Jane layed down on the couch in the CBI thinking about the case that was just presented to them; murder, suicide, accidental overdose? The various scenarios ran through his head. That is until a very angry man started shouting in the room…
"You had me arrested? ARRESTED? Lady do you know who I am?"
"Sir, if you don't lower your voice, and calm the hell down I'll have you re-arrested." was Lisbon's reply. Jane developed a small grin and made his way over to the two.
"You do that, and it'll be your job!"
Lisbon placed her hands on her hips and shook her head, "Mr. Mortensen, I know this must be difficult. Trying to accept the fact that you wife is dead because of a mistake or some depression she may have been dealing with. But understand this, this is a state investigation, you have no say whatsoever in anything that has to do with this case."
"Accident?" he replied, sounding repulsed. "Depression? Agent my wife did not kill herself, and she wasn't on medication!"
"Wasn't she?" Jane asked, both Lisbon and Mortensen's heads turned to face him, "I mean she was married to you. That couldn't have been a walk in the park."
"YOU SON OF A B-" Mortensen launched for Jane, Lisbon put her arms out into a locked position moving him back and losing his balance. Wayne Rigsby then grabbed him as he tried to pursue Jane who moved backwards.
"Calm it down!" Lisbon yelled. Mortensen backed away and brushed himself off,
"My wife… was murdered!"
"How can you be so sure?" Van Pelt threw in.
"She loved me… and I loved her. No way she would have killed herself."
Cho added "What about an accidental overdose?"
"I told you… she took no medications. So you see… it had to have been murder."
"Really?" Jane said.
Lisbon glared at him "Jane!" Jane threw his arms up in defense. Lisbon turned to Mortensen, "Mr. Mortensen we will continue this investigation as we would any other. If we find any hard evidence that may lead our investigation into such a direction we find it necessary to share with you… we will let you know."
Mortensen took a few deep breaths. He seemed extremely frustrated with all of them but he spoke in a low calm voice saying "My wife… did not… would not… kill herself."
Someone escorted Mortensen out of the building. Van Pelts phone rang and she answered. Lisbon turned to Jane,
"You honestly like making my life difficult, don't you?"
"I have no idea what your talking about…" he replied with a small grin.
"Your like the kid who encourages the fights in the hallways at school Jane!"
Van Pelt hung up the phone "Hey boss, forensics found something."
Lisbon turned to look at the agent "What is it?"
"It's a notebook with a whole bunch of names and numbers. And apparently, it's not your typical address book."
"Are they bringing it over?"
"Yep."
Lisbon nodded, "Could be anything but anything could also mean the possibility of drug dealers."
"But her husband was so sure…" Jane said sarcastically. Lisbon gave him a death stare. Jane laughed and plopped back down on his couch, "Wake me up when it gets here!"