Charity and Fornell headed up to the director's office. They just walked on in and Jenny was on the phone. She had a smile on her face and seemed to be giggling. She looked up as Charity and Fornell entered the room.
"I have to go. I'll talk to you later." She said into the phone and hung up. She then looked to Charity and Fornell. "This had better be important."
"It is." Fornell replied.
"We need to evacuate the Navy Yard." Charity said.
"Why?"
"We believe that there's going to be a terrorist attack here in just a couple of hours."
"What evidence do you have to support this?" Jenny asked. "I'm not about to evacuate because of a hunch."
Charity and Fornell then explained about Jack aka Hakim and his blog. Once they finished, Jenny looked at Fornell. "So, how could the FBI in it's extensive background checks have missed what my people caught in just a couple of hours?"
"Simple, out nerds are better." Charity answered for Fornell. "But we have to evacuate."
"Are you sure?" Jenny asked. "It could be a distraction."
"Yes, but it's all we have." Fornell replied.
"The attack can't hurt anyone if no one is here." Charity added. "It would be better than to take the chance. We could tell everyone it's a drill."
Jenny seemed to think for a moment. "Well, we do need to have an emergency evacuation drill soon. We'll run a fire drill and then once we are sure everyone is out, we'll get out ourselves."
After a few brief moments, Jenny started the fire drill. They watched from the window as everyone evacuated the building. Charity's cell phone rang and she looked down at the screen. It was Burley. "What is it?" She answered the phone.
"Is this drill how we're getting everyone out?" He aksed.
"Yup." Charity answered.
"Are you coming out any time soon?"
"Once we're sure everyone is out, we will be out." Charity answered. "So, just get your ass out of here." Then she hung up the phone.
Once they saw that everyone had left, Charity, Fornell, and Jenny started for the door. It opened up and three men walked in the room. They were dressed as office personel, but they didn't recognize any of them. Then the three men pulled out guns.
"You three aren't going anywhere." came a voice that Fornell recognized.
"Jack." Fornell said.
"Hakim." He corrected. "Call me by my given name."
Tony...
Tony and Dan sat at their desks chowing down on a box of donuts, while they worked on their case. "Alright, we've got this slime ball's finger prints." Tony said.
"And his DNA all over the crime scene." Dan added.
"Yet, he has an alibye." Tony replied.
"So, we have nothing." Dan finished.
Just then Tony's cell phone rang. He looked at the caller id and saw that it was Stan. "Hey, what's up, Stan?" Tony asked.
"I'll make a long story short, we started working with the FBI and it got us into some trouble, well mostly Fornell, the director, and your wife." Burley answered.
"What's wrong?" Tony asked, concern coloring his tone.
"Well, Charity, FBI agent Fornell, and Director Shepard have been taken hostage by terrorists."