"Kaleidoscope found the SUV and we tracked it to a warehouse in northern LA," Eric announced as Kensi, Deeks, Sam and Hetty walked into the Ops Center.
"The building was a manufacturing plant until it was shut down. Since then it has passed through a number of hands and is currently owned by a company called VDC which is a shell corporation. I'm working to trace back to the parent corp," Nell added.
Upon hearing the location, Sam announced, "I'm on my way," heading for the door.
"But Mr. Hanna. We don't know for sure if Callen or Jasmine are there," Hetty pointed out.
"Well Callen got into that black SUV parked out front so I'd say there is a good chance. Kensi and Deeks can wait here in case I'm wrong and there is a better lead to follow."
Hetty sighed but waved him on. Sam would feel better in motion than sitting, waiting.
Anton, good to his word, had Jasmine waiting in his office when Vlad and Callen returned, along with a bottle of vodka.
"To a job well done," Anton toasted and the men raised their glasses in salute. Jasmine sat quietly and watched, confused by what was going on.
"And no jail this time!" Vlad added and they all laughed and drank again.
Between the stress, blood loss and the alcohol, Callen was beginning to fade and he decided he'd better try to end this farce. He leaned over to Jasmine pretending to give her a hug and quickly whispered in her ear. "When I ask you if you need to go to the bathroom say yes." He straightened up, drained his glass, placed it down on the table and motioned for Jasmine to stand up and join him. "Jasmine, didn't you say you needed to use the restroom?"
"Yes Uncle Callen. Very badly," she ad-libbed.
Anton waved out his office door. "My secretary can take her."
"Well, I could use the little boy's room too. But I don't mind if your secretary takes me!" Callen leered at the attractive woman as she entered the room.
Anton laughed. "A virgin my ass. Judy, please show our guests where the facilities are."
Judy smiled coyly at Callen as he and Jasmine headed into the reception area. "Happy to sir."
They were almost out the office door when the door leading to the hallway burst open and one of Anton's thugs came running in. "Boss, the building is surrounded by the CIA."
'Crap,' Callen thought. Not again. Well he was going to be for damn sure no innocents got killed this time.
"What!" Anton roared. "How did they find us?"
That's what Callen wanted to know too, but he wasn't going to wait around to hear. He knocked over the thug by the door, grabbed his gun, took a quick look in the hallway to ensure it was empty, clasped Jasmine by the hand and pushed her out the door while squeezing a few shots behind him to discourage immediate pursuit.
The agent and child raced down the hall, briefly stopping at each door so Callen could ascertain if it lead to a way out. They were running out of hallway and doors when he finally opened one that lead into a warehouse area. The sounds and shots behind them helped him quickly decide to chance it and he shoved Jasmine thru the door and then entered himself, closing it firmly behind them.
In Ops, Hetty asked her dynamic technical duo if they had any luck with the thumb drive that Callen had placed in Sam's pocket.
"It contains CIA files marked Top Secret. I didn't read them of course," Eric hastily added.
"Hmmm," Nell said. "Interesting you should say CIA. Seems like we are not the only agency interested in that old warehouse. The CIA has been digging into its past too."
"Eric, can you get us aerial coverage of that warehouse?" Hetty requested.
Eric's fingers flew over his tablet. "As luck would have it, there is as satellite in position and wella!" The warehouse appeared on the big screen in Ops.
"That's not good," Deeks said when it became clear that the warehouse was surrounded by armed men.
"Does it say..." Kensi started.
"Yep. CIA," Eric confirmed as he zoomed in on the scene.
"That's not good," Deeks repeated.
"No it's not," Hetty agreed. "Ms. Jones. Please get me Mr. Lance from the CIA on the phone."
Hetty had a brief conversation with her counterpart from the CIA. What the team heard was 'ah-huh, file, ah-huh, thumb drive, I see, and we'll see about that'. When she hung up, her team looked at her expectantly. "They are not going to stop their raid and they suggested that if Mr. Callen is in that building, he'd better duck."
"Nice," Deeks remarked.
"Eric, please get Sam on the phone. He needs to know what he is walking into."
Eric went to dial Sam's number then remembered he had to call a different one because Sam had said he lost his first phone during the Venice chase. "Almost dialed the wrong number," Eric said to no one in particular.
"Ah guys, Sam is calling us," Nell pointed out as Sam's old number appeared on the Ops screen.
Eric looked confused. "But that is Sam's old number; the one he lost...oh it's gone."
"Sam didn't lose his phone. Callen took it!" Hetty suddenly said. "Quickly, can you trace the GPS signal?"
"Yes," Eric replied as a little green dot appeared on the screen, right in the middle of the warehouse that the CIA was about to raid.
"Well," Hetty remarked, "it appears Sam was right. Callen is there. Now the question becomes is Jasmine?"