After they had gotten the man that would give them more information about their case and where Kensi possibly was, they headed straight to the boathouse where they had left him in the interrogation room for a little while by himself while they spoke to Deeks who was waiting there for them already. He told them that the man's name was Mitch Anderson and that he was in fact resposible for murdering Chris Morgan, but not the other girl. At least, the DNA and forensics said that he was responsible from murdering Morgan and there was nothing relating to him with the Petty Officer's murder.
Happy with the little information that they had received, Sam and Callen entered the interrogation room whilst Deeks watched from the outside. They were all determined to get the answers that they wanted and needed out of this man and none of them had any doubts that it wouldn't be possible, especially if they pushed the boundries a bit which Sam suspected they would. He sat down at the table opposite to where Anderson sat and Callen joined him a second later.
He started speaking straight away, having no time to waste. "We have proof that you killed Chris Morgan, Anderson." he said and they watched his eyebrows raise when he said his name but nothing else in response to the words. "Now tell us why we shouldn't believe you killed the woman we found this morning."
"Because it wasn't me." he insisted and when the other two didn't seem interested in his answer, he carried on. "If I admitted to one murder, why wouldn't I admit to another?" he said.
"Because if you did, then that might mean that you killed the other 3 women too." Callen said and Anderson stayed quiet at his words before shaking his head.
"It wasn't me." he said again. "I only helped with the planning before the kidnapping and finding women to take. Nothing else. Boss wouldn't let me."
Sam picked up on the name and asked very skeptically. "Boss?" he asked and Anderson shrugged and nodded.
"He's the one in charge. He's the one who found me dealing and told me he had an easier way to make money." he told them.
"What's his real name?" Sam asked.
"I don't know. Noone does. He's just 'Boss'." he told them and Callen showed him a couple of pictures from earlier that day from the warehouse.
He pointed towards them and asked him. "Tell me who these are." he said and Anderson stayed quiet for a moment. "Let me help you." he said and pointed to one of the people in a picture and then another. "This is Morgan, and this is you. Who are the other two?"
Anderson sighed and pointed at the other two people in the pictures slowly. "Boss." he said as he pointed to the first one and it was fairly easy to see that he was the boss with the way he stood in the middle and seemed to be in charge. "This is Taylor."
"Taylor?" Callen asked for him to give them his first name too.
"Greg Taylor." Anderson said and sighed again. "He's the doctor. He's the one in charge of the murders. Tells us how to kill them so that it's less messy and quick and painless. He's a do-gooder caught up in the wrong world." he explained and the two agents got the feeling that he actually symphasized with the Taylor man.
Sam nodded and questioned him more. "What was in the warehouse?" he asked him.
"Nothing." he said.
"Then why were you there?" he asked him again and Anderson shrugged again.
"Boss wanted us to meet up." he said coolly but the other two weren't in the mood to pretend to play along.
Callen spoke up first to get straight to the point so that they could move away from the murders and get to finding Kensi. "We know that's where the other bodies were." he told him and the look on his face told them that they had gotten it right. "We searched that place inside out. Where did they go?"
"I dunno." he said.
"You're lying." Sam replied simply and harshly.
Anderson shrugged. "Prove it." he said.
Sam opened his mouth to argue, but Callen cut him off with a quick look when he heard a muted, buzzing sound. It was in a rhythm and it was in the very familiar pattern of a cell phone. Only, it wasn't their cells and they had patted Anderson down and taken away all personal belongings before he had entered the room. So that only meant that he had one hidden that they hadn't managed to find or get and he hadn't managed to turn off in time.
Sam spoke this time. "Where is it?" he asked him crossly.
"Where's what?" he asked back.
Sam opened his mouth to say something else but Callen beat him to it this time. "Stand up." he told him in his usually calm manner while standing up himself, though he was anything but calm on the inside. His partner saw this and stood up too just to be on the safe side though he knew that Callen knew what the limits were.
When Anderson didn't do as he said, Callen walked around the table and pulled the other man up by his shirt and pushed him away from his chair and towards the back wall. He didn't need to say anything as he shoved him very hard against the wall after turning him around so that he was faced to the wall, and Sam came and stood on the man's other side cautiously.
"Where is it?" Callen asked him this time, holding the man to the wall with a hand behind his neck.
Anderson struggled a bit but had no option but to reply. "In my shoe." he said and Sam immediately checked to see the man wore small boots and there was a cell phone stuck to his ankle just below the cuff of the boot. "Happy? Let me go."
Callen shoved him before letting him go before taking the phone from Sam and walking over to the other side, but this time didn't sit down like his partner did. Instead, he stood by the other wall, opening up the flip cell phone and going through it quickly to see what was in it. "Looks like your boss wants you." he said when seeing that the miss call had come from him.
"I said I would be back by now." Anderson told him with a shrug. The two agents eyed him carefully and this time it was Sam who spoke.
"Back from the deal or from killing Morgan?" he asked and the other man remained silent this time. "Why did you kill Morgan, Mitch? Was it orders?" when he still didn't reply he carried on. "What are the chances of him sending someone after you to meet the same fate if we tell him that you've told us all?"
Anderson's eyes widened slightly at his words and they understood without words that it was a possibility that the 'Boss' guy would send someone else to finish him, which gave them an advantage.
Letting out a tired sigh, Callen decided to cut to the chase again. "Alright, listen. You clearly don't want this guy to find out that you've spoken to us, and we can cut you a deal if you help us out." he told him and Anderson nodded slowly.
"Help you out, how?" he asked hesitantly.
"We'll start off with answering some questions." Callen said as he kept a hold of the cell phone just in case it rang again. "Why did you kill Morgan?"
Anderson stayed quiet for a minute before replying. "Because I was told to." he said. The agents stayed quiet this time, and with a simple stare, managed to get him to carry on. "He was dropping hints, inadvertantly, to people on the outside and he needed to be stopped."
"What kind of people?" Sam asked but Anderson shrugged in response. Instead of persuing that line of questioning, he went to the more urgent and important questions that they had for him. "We don't care about Morgan or your little drug ring. Earlier, at the warehouse, you took one of our agents. Where is she?"
"I don't know." he replied without even thinking about the answer, which was a clear sign to them that he was lying.
Callen shook his head and held up the man's cell phone. "One press of the button is all it takes, Mitch. You want to try again?" he asked sternly, nearing the table slowly while keeping his eyes on the man in question.
"I don't know." he repeated much to the two agents' anger.
"One last chance." Callen told him while flipping open the cell phone in a gesture that he would definately carry out his threat. Although he knew that it wouldn't be the best idea, to lose their only lead, if he wasn't going to give them anything informative, he saw no reason to keep him around. At least, not right then. "I'm not bluffing here and I know you know what will happen if I call your boss."
Anderson leant forward a bit with a small smile that only irritated the agents more. "See, I think you are bluffing. You can question me all you like on Morgan, but I know what's important to Boss. And I also know that, as Federal Agents, you'll have to keep me in your custody and therefore in protection from anyone who tries to kill me."
"You'll get protection if you cooperate." Sam added roughly but Anderson sat back again and shrugged.
"You guys dedicate your lives to helping others and making sure justice is served. You won't let me die." he said, causing Callen to raise and eyebrow as he stepped up to the table and stared him down with a hard glare.
"You sure about that?" he asked him. "A toss up between one of our agents and you, and you think we'll keep you safe? How is that justice, exactly?" Anderson kept quiet this time and Callen could see that some of his bravado had left him at his words. "Like he said, we don't care about Morgan or the drugs. If you don't tell us what we do care about, we'll let you back onto the streets and put in a call to your dear boss. You'll be out of our way before the sun even rises and don't think for a second we'll regret it."
There was silence as the man on the other side of the table thought about it before gazing down at where his cell phone laid on the table now, just half an inch away from Callen's hand, and then back up at him. There was more to this story, to the missing agent, then they were letting on. He knew what would happen if he ratted out the rest of the people in their operation but he also knew by the look in the agents' eyes that there was truth behind the words from the man who had just spoken. And he knew that his boss wouldn't hesitate to kill him to stop anyone else from finding out where they were or what they were doing. Which only meant one thing.
"If I tell you, will you promise to give me protection?" he asked them and they both nodded, singularly, in response and he guessed it was the best he was going to get. "Ok."
Big apologies for the late update! My course got really hectic and any time I had to spare went to eating or sleeping so I apologize majorly. Thank you to all of you who reviewed and have not given up on me. I promise the next chapter should be up quicker [like within the week]. Major thanks to evershort, Sairs_J, ilovecallenblye, grdkaitlyn, Madil93, Cowboy's Girl, Lover of Reid, Callenlover and jimmel for the reviews. Each one [or the multiple ones from a few =D ] have made me write this quicker and get it up. I hope you enjoy this chapter too and I hope you reviews once again.