Haven spent the afternoon working on the Core where there was a break in on the security footage. All she found was a passport of the same agent the hand print came from.

"Cooper?" Haven said as she knocked on his door with her knuckles.

Cooper looked up from his paperwork, "It has been quite a day. Did you find anything in the Core?"

Haven nodded, "Yeah, I found a passport and its Agent O'Toole's. I don't think she's the one doing these things. Why would a seasoned agent slip up so much?"

Cooper nodded, "You bring up a pretty good point. That means it's worse than we seemed though. We might have a mole inside who is working with the Garbage Collector. Reddington has Elizabeth, she's the agent he had us bring in, working on another case so you're going to have to handle this one. Did you turn up anything else?"

She nodded, "There was a cassette but it was pretty mangled. I gave it to Aram to see if he could pull off any of the audio. Did you need anything else before I turn in?"

Cooper shook his head, "No, you have done an amazing first day of work's work. Even though you snuck onto this team, I think we are going to need you around. See you in the morning."

"Good night, boss," she said as she left the office and headed to her apartment. She was almost to her turn when her phone rang. "Agent Masters?" she answered.

She was greeted by a female voice. She sounded older, "Miss Masters, I am Mr. Kaplan, a close associate of Mr. Reddington. He would like you to come to his hotel and update him on the case."

Haven furrowed her brow, "He is being guarded by FBI agents. If I come there, the others will want to know why I'm there. Is that wise? No one is supposed to know he chose me."

She heard Mr. Kaplan sigh, "We have a small window where the guards change shifts and Elizabeth is refusing to speak to him so you can sneak in. The camera's will go out just in time. You have 15 minutes, hurry." The line went dead and Haven was already exhausted by her new role in the FBI.

She pulled up to the hotel and used the service entrance to get in. Once she was in, she took the service elevator to the floor his room was on and put on a maid uniform before walking in. She wasn't taking any chances.

She knocked on the door, "Housekeeping," she said.

The door was opened by Reddington whose face was decorated in a very amused smile, "What's this, Agent Masters? Are you already at the role playing phase of our relationship?" he replied, his tone playful.

Haven laughed softly before stepping into the room, "I don't really have many updates other than the fact that there is a mole in the task force. I don't know who yet but they are framing an agent by the name of Sasha O'Toole. Does that help you in any way?'

Reddington shook his head, "No, not yet. But, I have faith that you'll bring me something useful soon enough. Would you like a glass of wine?" he offered.

Haven shook her head, "You can turn down the charm factor, it won't work on me. I only have 8 minutes left so I will need to be heading out in a few of them. Do you have any other needs or certain things you want me to look out for?"

Reddington frowned, "Not yet. Mr. Kaplan will schedule another meeting for us when we have a free window. Call the number she called you from if anything happens that you think may be of interest to me."

Haven nodded, "I will. See you next time," she said as she left the room just in time for the next guard to show up. She raced home to get at least two hours of sleep before she'd head back to the Post Office to see what Aram may have discovered.