The following morning, Caitlin woke up late due to her jetlag. By the time she emerged from the bedroom into the kitchen, Al had already left for work. On the kitchen counter was a freshly squeezed orange juice, a thermos of hot coffee and a croissant. She smiled knowing that he had left earlier that morning to make sure that she had something to eat for breakfast.
Yet, all in all, she felt bad. She hadn't been fully honest with him, but she couldn't take any judgement, disappointing or disapproving look from him. And she knew he wouldn't condone what she was doing, had he ever found out that she had actually been back in Chicago for almost two weeks.
She ate quickly, got dressed and headed out the door wearing a pair of black jeans, back high boots, a top that put all her assets forward without looking like a whore and a ponytail. She hailed a cab once she got outside on the main road and she felt rather happy with herself as he couldn't stop eyeing her from his rearview mirror.
When the cab parked in front of "Rossi's Liquors" bar near the North Side of Chicago, she paid the driver and stepped out. It was almost 11 o'clock.
Jay walked past Alvin's desk and caught a glimpse of what he was looking at. "Who is Elizabeth Wyatt"? he asked Alvin.
Alvin quickly closed the open window he had on their online ID tool. "No, one".
"If it's no one then why are you looking her up"?
"It's a potential informant. I'm just checking her background".
Jay said nothing more as he returned to his seat, but he was more than certain that Alvin was bullshitting him big time. When Hank sent Alvin and Kevin to gather some information on a missing person in a nursing home, he opened the tool and entered the name of Elizabeth Wyatt.
There was nothing available in the background section. He quickly looked around to see if anyone was watching him. The fact that Alvin had lied to him, sparked even more his curiosity and he ran the name through different systems. Finally, he got a hit on flight manifests and there had been some. First from Chicago to New Zealand, then shorter flights to different locations in Asia. Three months ago, Elizabeth Wyatt had returned to the US through Paris and had gone to some of the major cities in the US: New York, Miami, Dallas, Las Vegas, Los Angeles, San Francisco and then had ended up in Hawaii for two months before returning to Chicago two weeks ago. Whoever she was, it was a lot of travelling and Jay wondered what Alvin's interest in this person was. He quickly called a friend he had over at immigration, who owed him a favor, so that he could send him a scan of the passport photo of Elizabeth Wyatt.
One hour later, Jay got the email in from his friend. He very cautiously opened the attachment and his heart skipped a beat and he held his breath as he looked at the picture. It was Caitlin! He closed the file and email and headed for the kitchen. He paced the floor as he hesitated to take a cup of coffee. Did Al know who Elizabeth Wyatt was? Did he know she was in Chicago? Was he keeping this from them? Why was Caitlin not telling anyone she was back? And why all those trips? Was she back with the DEA working undercover? Tons of questions and no answers.
He headed back to his desk and quickly ran a face recognition on Caitlin for the past 24 hours. Within seconds he got a hit. She had been seen walking into a bar not too far from the district a little over and hour ago and apparently had not left it. He stood quickly, put on his coat and ran downstairs where he bumped into Alvin and Kevin.
"Whoa, slow down buddy! Where you going"? asked Kevin.
"I've got a personal errand I need to run that I forgot about. I should be back right after lunch".