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_________________________________Vick is sitting at the head of the table closest to the door with Juliet, Grady and Lassiter on her left.
"No.", Lassiter stands.
"Unless you can give us something more substantial, Mr. Spencer, we're going to continue the manhunt for Felix Alvarez.", Vick sighs.
"Manhunt?"
"Mmm-hmm."
Behind Shawn, Lassiter opens the door.
"Hey, I can project Tommy Lee Jones from The Fugitive, if you'd like.", Shawn starts using a Tommy Lee Jones impression on an attempt to win them over.
"I want a hard target search for every outhouse, henhouse, cathouse, Waffle House, House, M.D.!", Lassiter puts a hand on his shoulder and escorts him out of the room.
_________________________________"House of Long Shadows?"
"What?"
The Photographer from the crime scene rushes up behind them and hands Lassiter a large envelope.
"Crime scene photos, detective.", He passes them off to Lassiter who glares at him.
"It's about time. Were you on a break? Whoa!", He cries out as he catches a hat thrown at him.
"Hey!"
Henry is waiting for them.
"Dad? Now what?", Shawn rolls his eyes at his father while Lassiter sets the envelope on the counter and opens up the hat.
"I just stopped by to drop off this hat for Mr. Lassiter, so he can look the part the next time we go out and catch us some snapper."
"Thanks.", Lassiter smiles at him before they shake hands.
"The next time you go out and... Isn't that my hat?", Shawn pulls an annoyed face.
"What are you doing here?"
"Oh, you know, just interrupting an official briefing, and being a general pain in my ass.", Lassiter swoops in to answer.
"Yeah, well, try living with him for 17 years."
"Excuse me. I have a killer to catch.", Shawn walks off, while Lassiter and Henry remain in their places.
"Good luck with that.", Lassiter calls after his retreating figure.
_________________________________Gus is blindfolded, arms crossed in front of him, as he stands in the center of a group of co-workers. They gently push him as he leans, passing him around the circle. A whistle blows.
"And time! Nicely done.", Tom compliments the group.
Gus pulls off the blindfold and sees Shawn and Emily coming up the walk.
"Excuse me one second.", Gus says before he goes over to them.
"What're you doing here?"
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