Leather Jacket [Rosa Diaz]

Eighty One

THE LAST DAY, PART TWO

"Amy, Amy, we've got a problem." Jake ran into the breakroom to find his wife. "Charles found out I was leaving somehow and he got so upset that he ran away. I don't know where he went and he's not answering his phone." He muttered out, placing his hands on his hips

Amy's brows knit together, "Don't you have a tracker implanted in his brain or something?"

"Amy, I would never do that. It's a serious medical procedure. Which is why I had a doctor do it eight years ago when they were operating on the bullet wounds in Charles' butt." Jake revealed with a smile.

"Smart, stick it in his butt holes."

"Oh, I was expecting more judgment from you. And definitely a different phrasing." Jake pointed out. "Anyways, I think that the magnet suit must've fried the tracker so we gotta figure out a different way to find him." He examined his phone.

"Well, don't ask me, he's your best friend!"

Jake gaped, "Yes, he is my best friend! I know exactly where he is. Here. Guard this with your life." He passed over the golden vessel. "I'll be right back."

~

Back in the now messy office room where Terry had his interview, Holt and he stood opposite the Williams, "Sir, I've made a terrible mistake. I am sorry about your pictures and your award and your computer--" Terry glanced around the room.

"And yelling that I was wearing a wig and then trying to tear out my actual hair?"

"No, that was a compliment!" Terry declared. "It's so thick and full for a man of your age." He danced, arms chugging beside himself.

"What?"

"Let me handle this." Holt chimed in. "The truth is, Lieutenant Jeffords acted like an irresponsible, insane madman."

"What?"

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking."

"But looking at this incident from a different angle, it shows why he'll make a great captain. He's here before you owning his mistake. When I started at the Nine-Nine, I felt I had to be seen as infallible. But he taught me the importance of being seen as human. He made me a better leader. And you would be a fool not to make him a captain." Holt spoke from the heart.

"Terry's touched."

"Yes, powerful words." Williams nodded. "As are these: happy heisting, suckas!" He announced with a laugh.