Just when everything seemed to be over, the ghosts of the past return to haunt the FBI's criminalistics unit. In addition, the crime unit will be structurally affected. On the one hand, the general director of the department will have changed and, a...
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Elina opened the closet. One of the mirrors on the doors reflected the silhouette of a man watching her from the window.
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Elina: The other day, I went to the Dunkin'. He sat down next to me and started talking to me... He told me he worked with me at the CIA, in 2004. I'm still going away for a few days with nothing to track me.
Bailey: Where to?
Elina: Far away. As far away as I can.
***
-Elina, you're safe here.
Elina: He know I'm in Paris.
***
A call from an unfamiliar phone rang on Bailey's cell phone.
Bailey: Hello?
Elina: Hi Bailey.
Bailey: Are you okay?
Elina: Yes, I found a job! I called to tell you I'm leaving the team temporarily.
Bailey: What?
Elina: It's temporary, until my contract expires at a police station in Paris.
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A hand knocked on a wooden door with the word "DIRECTOR" engraved on the glass.
Elina: May I?
-Oh, sit down, Elina. -Said the man sitting in the desk chair.
Elina: You see. I've thought about what you told me about my job here. I've already made up my mind.
-Good. And what have you thought about?
***
As Reed was leaving, a person walked through the door of the meeting room at the FBI offices in Cincinnati.
The person smiled.
-We meet again....
Bailey: What are you doing here?
- Just paying you a visit.
Bradley: Who... is it?
Bailey: Damien Faulkner. Elina's stalker.
Reed stormed toward him. He grabbed his neck in an attempt to choke him and moved toward his mouth.
Reed: Where's Elina!?
Yoni: Reed! Let him go! Reed: Take it easy. He won't touch you again... Because I'll take care of killing you myself!
Damien ran out the door. Yoni, Arodi, Webb and Bailey came out after him. He got out and started running down the street.
