The following day, Jimin made a phone call to the FBI Los Angeles field office before going to Rob's house.
He asked to be transferred to Jefferson, an agent to whom he had been referred by Heiden, and asked the man about Rob Connors.
"Rob Connors? You mean the professor?" Jefferson said. "He's still young, but a solid academic. He's a little eccentric, but he's trustworthy. If I remember correctly, it was thanks to Connors' help that we caught the serial killer in the Burbank murders last year."
"He says he doesn't want to help the FBI anymore. Did something happen?"
Jefferson hesitated for a moment before answering. "I think I know why," he murmured. "In the Burbank case, Connors narrowed down the suspect type through profiling, but the FBI ignored his input because it didn't match with the evidence at the scene. Ultimately Connors was right, but the delay ended up resulting in more casualties. Connors was furious, and apparently he said that the FBI should just disappear altogether for the good of society, or something like that."
Jimin couldn't imagine calm Rob flying into a rage, but he could understand the man getting angry - not because he had been brushed off, but because the FBI's negligence had resulted in more victims.
Although it was low of him to toy with Jimin and make fun of him for agreeing to a kiss in exchange for information, he wasn't an outright bad man. Jimin decided that it would be safe to disclose some details of the investigation to Rob, and ask for his help.
As promised, Jimin arrived at Rob's house at three o'clock.
"Hey, Jimin, great to see you. Come on in." Rob greeted Jimin with a refreshing smile, as if nothing had happened yesterday. "How'd you sleep last night?"
"Like a baby, thanks," Jimin said curtly as he sat down on the sofa.
"Are you still angry?" Rob asked with a concerned look.
"Yes, I'm angry. I'm not the type of guy who can smile and carry on conversation with a guy who tried to come on to me and get me to kiss him for laughs, alright?"
Rob sat down across from Jimin, looking offended.
"Sure, I was joking when I asked you for a kiss. But I wasn't lying when I said I'd taken a liking to you. I really am attracted to you. I wish we could be more than friends, to be honest."
Rob seemed to seize the opportunity to lay the compliments on thick, but Jimin was having none of it.
"Rob, let me make this clear. Please don't try to flirt with me. I think I can be friends with you, but not more than that."
"Are you sure? Maybe if I try hard enough, you'll start to see things differently. You never know what life might bring. Don't pigeonhole yourself, and just relax and go with the flow," Rob said with a sly smile. Jimin shook his head.
"You're so optimistic, it's infuriating."
"Yup. My positive attitude is one of my biggest virtues."
Jimin started afresh and jumped into the main topic. "I want you to keep your promise and tell me about Nathan."
"Wait a minute," said Rob, putting his hand up. "I'll tell you everything I know about Nathan, but before we get into it, I want to hear about your history. Yesterday you said something strange... that you used to be in prison."
Jimin had brought the topic up yesterday to pique Rob's interest. He thought it had ended in a dud, but Rob had surprisingly remembered it.
"I want to know more about you. I've never heard of an ex-convict turned FBI agent. If I recall correctly, it's one of the requirements to be an investigator not to have any moral faults. How did someone with a criminal record pass the examination?"
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Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Jimin Lennix, a former DEA investigator was arrested by a false accusation of killing his own partner. The FBI agents gave him a special deal, to look for a particular criminal hiding in the same prison. By the time he was detained in th...
