She had to excuse herself and struggled to calmly walk to the door and move to her computer, she had to smack herself with what she found.

She had a brief conversation with Cooper about what she was doing and went back to the interrogation room.

'family are overrated right'

She squinted in her distaste at being mocked as Liz quoted her earlier words with Ressler.

'you talked about honour do you mean honour to your mother Betty?'

'what are you talking about?' eyebrows raised in confusion but Lizzie could tell from the tiny twitch f her lip she had her.

'keeping it in the family way huh? Your father was a Mossad agent and so are you?'

Defensive Audrey sat to her full height a good inch taller than Lizzie and in a deadly tone added

'My mother has nothing to do with this'

'oh but she does if she is the reason you started out on all this, Betty had two children to a Munir Redfa, a pilot who tried to steal a Soviet aircraft titled Operation Diamond no less'

Audrey began fidgetting in her chair so Lizzie knew she was just simmering.

'your brother died in 1970 of a viral flu didn't he? but you survived except there are no records of you probably due to a paranoid mother right always looking over your shoulder thinking they are looking for you'

'are you crazy? Oh you must be the one Donald told me about, emotionally reckless I guess I see it now'

'you are the one who just told me the truth because of your emotions,you want revenge against this country because you think we killed your family, it's a common pattern I see among young people from war mongering countries but you're wrong we didn't kill your mother'

'she was shot like a dog in the street by not one but two Americans, they came to our door dressed in their suits while we were barely scraping by, and when they shot her in front of me I wasn't allowed scream out her name because she had a different name then'

'and who do you think provided her with the new identities or provided your father with safe transport out of Israel?'

'the Israeli delegate, my people'

'no Audrey it wasn't and the people at your door that day, the people who killed your mother were Mossad trying to clean up their mess so if the Russians came looking for their plane they wouldn't be first suspect'

'איך אתה מעז? (how dare you?')

'I am not trying to be disrespectful I just want you to read this file and gain a new perspective'

As Lizzie went for the door to give Audrey privacy to read the file she asked.

'you speak Hebrew?'

Lizzie turned and nodded

'yes a little as part of my international culture studies and that file right there was a piece of my thesis so its all factual'

'uh wait I will promise to read this if you agree to allow me a phonecall'

'we can contact a lawyer for you'

'no not a lawyer a…'

She faltered to finish the sentence clearly still reticent to co-operate.

'Audrey you have nothing left to lose by telling us anything now,you said yourself you are useless to the Mossad and we can still offer you protection if you tell us about any other operations you know of'

After what seemed like a decade of hesitation Audrey finally whispered as if being overheard by someone else in the room.

'I was just given a card with a number on it'

This clichéd image of secret meetings between criminals in the dark almost made Lizzie laugh until she saw the card.

Never before had a piece of paper frightened Lizzie so much.

Her birth certificate which told her she was adopted

The warrant for her father's arrest

But it wasn't the number on the card which made her freeze solid,it was the colour of the card: RED.