"Sweep all the floors. Seal and guard every entrance and exit point. Circle the perimeter," Peter commanded. The heist was going down today at the Manhattan Museum of Art and things were going down fast. "Okay. Diana and Jones take a team and sweep floors bottom up. Neal and Katie take a team and start from top, make your way down," he finished.
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"Neal, stay behind me at all times," you said as you tiptoed into a silent hallway. You signaled the swat team to go on as you made the call to spilt up. You entered into the 16th floor which had art from some ancient burial site. You place your back against the wall but notice Neal isn't behind you. "Neal?," you half whisper and half yell. But before any response, a man in all black appears in front of you. He slaps the gun out of your hand it slides back away from your reach. You take a blow to the ribs and a punch to face and finally fall to the floor. The man starts running and pulls out his own gun and shoots your leg. You see him talking to Neal as the two of them pack up some art into trash cans. You slide your heavy body over to the site of the gun and aim it at the man in black but everything is so blurry. "Let's go," the guy shouts. Neal looks behind at you, his face concerned but he doesn't do anything. Frickin Neal always did something to screw things up. You hold up the gun in Neal's angle but let him run.
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"What the hell happened?," Peter demands as you're being hauled into the ambulance. "I don't know. I was attacked and then shot," you lie.
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The Agent and Consultant
FanfictionYou are an agent working in the White Collar branch under Peter Burke. A developing romance lurks between you and Neal Caffrey, the former con artist who is now the FBI's informant. But will Neal's selfish decisions affect your relationship. Read t...
