The Agent and Consultant

Plan

It's Monday morning and you head off to work. You walk into the office and realize people were talking about you. You set your things at your desk and walk up to Peters office and knock on the door before he signals you to come in. "What's the new case about?," you demand. "How are you," he asks completely ignoring what you said. You take a seat as his desk and look him in the eye. "Peter, did you know he had a family. An ex-wife and son. Why wasn't that in the file? I went to the hospital and left to get some coffee. When I got back I saw the 2 of them in his room and left. Then yesterday, I go to Neal's place and she was there and Moz told me about her and their son. How did those men know where I lived? How did they know that Neal was there?. I'm pissed Peter. I had to shoot some of those men in my house and then I had to clean their blood off the floors. And the worst part is that when I asked Neal about it he told me that he couldn't tell me," you say in one long breathe. His face remained calm through out the whole time. "I don't know why that wasn't written in the report but I knew about them, Sarah and David. He's Neal. He'll tell you when he wants you to know," he said. "Do you know?," you ask since he spoke like he did. "I don't but I want to hear it from Neal. I trust him which is hard to say at times but I do,".

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We all gathered in the meeting room for a case debriefing. "Okay so we are looking for Joseph Scriben. He has been robbing art galleries and then selling them on the black market. He has a team of 5 men. The robberies have been in Turkey, Bali, Argentina, and now we have word that he's in New York. We need to find him and his whole team and find the art," Peter said to the whole team. You stare at the empty seat which is usually Neal's seat. We had dealt with many art criminals in the past co considering that Neal forged things and stole art.

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You look up from the file in front of you to give your sore eyes a break. It was 7 P.M and all you had done was go over the case details a million times. You quickly walk up to Peters office because an idea had popped up. "Peter, we need Neal. Let's set up a fake robbery with Neal and hopefully that would attract Joseph's team," you say. "He's still on medical leave and I don't expect him to come," he said taking a sip of water. "I'll call him," and with that you head back to your desk to make a phone call.
"How are you?," you ask on the phone.
"Better. And you?,"
"Good. I wanted to ask you a favor,"
"Are we okay?," he asked which followed with silence.
"Neal," you said with a sigh.
"Are you able to come back to work tomorrow?,". That was rude but you needed him to come.
"I think so. Why what's up?"
"Can I come over?" You ask nervously.