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I'm back with another installment of The New Girl. Wow, Chapter 10 already! I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it :)
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Chapter 10
Callen's POV
"If this is about revenge, it puts a whole new spin on the investigation." States Nate.
"Right, so Nate, I want you to create a new profile based on the fact that it is about revenge." I say.
"I'll get right on it."
"Eric, Nell, I want everything you can find on Porter. Everything." The Wonder Twins nod and silently return to Ops.
"Dinozzo and I will update my team in Washington." Gibbs says to me, and I nod.
"Kensi, Deeks, go back over everything, see if we missed anything." They nod and return to their desks. "A.J., have you contacted your friend in Quantico?"
"I'm just about to." She says, seriously. Even when an attack is about to go down on my watch, her face, her voice, makes it all seem distant, calm, even. Her side braid has come loose, making strands of black hair fall down to frame her angelic face, and making it very hard for me to concentrate.
"A secure video confrence? Yeah, 10 minutes will be fine, talk to you then. Bye." She says, hanging up the phone and approaching myself and Sam. "My friend wants to video confrence with us, to tell us about the American Muslims and Porter."
"Okay, Ops, 10 minutes." I say.
"I'll go tell Eric and Nell to expect the call ."
She struts away, and I can't help but stare at her flawless figure. She surely spends a lot of time in the gym.I think to myself. I turn back to Sam, who is smiling.
"What?" I say.
"Nothing, nothing." He says. I think I may have stared at her a little too long, if Sam is starting to suspect something.
"Guys, we got something." Nell says, running down the stairs with Eric and A.J in tow. "I was going over Porters' financials, and found that, two weeks ago, he purchased two one-way plane tickets to Moscow. One for him, and one for this woman." She pulled a picture up on the TV. "Sara Miller, a 28-year-old waitress that works in a café downtown. We have her home address."
"Kensi, Deeks, pay her a visit." I say.
"A.J., your contact is coming online." Eric says to A.J.
"Okay, Callen, Sam, she requested you two to be there."
"Lets go, then."
Upstairs, in Ops, we wait for Eric to bring up the confrence. The woman who stands in the video before us cannot be much older than 30, with red hair and a petite frame, just like A.J. They even have the same colour eyes and skin.
"Callen, Sam, this is SSA Lucy Connors, FBI. Lucy, this is Agent G. Callen, and Agent Sam Hanna."
"Nice to meet you both." She has the same lyrical voice as A.J.
"Wish it was under different circumstances." I say.
"Luce, what can you tell us about Adam Porter and the American Muslims?" A.J says.
"Not a whole lot, actually, but what I can tell you is that they're a fairly new group that first came on our radar two years ago for bombs that went off in Seattle -remember them A.J?"
"Yeah, how could I not? Half the city was panicking."
"I know, but after the third bomb went off near the bus terminal, they just- stopped. No-one knows why. As for Adam Porter, I can't tell you anything besides what you guys already know, he was born in Miami, dropped out of high school when he was 16, and went to work in a mechanics near his home. He moved to L.A three years ago and joined the American Muslims. He became their go-to guy for hits, as he had recieved sniper training from his father from a young age." The FBI Agent said.
"Can you tell us anything about Sara Miller? Porter bought a plane ticket for her and himself to Moscow, two weeks ago." Sam asks.
"Yeah, apparently Sara Miller is Porters' girlfriend. They met two and a half years ago, in a café, which Porter frequented. She was a waitress there, and as far as I know, still is."
"Thanks, Luce." A.J says.
"Yeah. You owe me coffee when I come to L.A." Lucy says.
"I'll put it in my calender." A.J says, with a laugh. "Bye Luce."
The screen turned black.
"Guys, I've been checking up on Sara Miller." Eric says. "Born in San Diego, moved here around the same time Porter did, and get this, she just quit her job and closed all her accounts."
"Sounds like someone getting ready to run." I say.
"And Callen?" Eric says to me as we leave the room. "She's three months pregnant."
There you have it, Chapter numeró 10!
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