Chapter 3 - After the Goodbye

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(3 years later)

Hello? How can we help you? Gregorio asks as we both look to doorway.

"Hi, I was looking for Agent Percy."

"Well, I'm sorry Petty Officer, she no longer works here."

"Oh shoot, I was hoping to see her. I use to workout with her at the gym before I deployed. She helped me get into shape so I could pass the master physical fitness test."

"Well she is headquartered in Washington now. She has been gone for almost three years. You can call her at the FBI office in D.C. I bet she would like to hear from you."

"Do you know her Tammy?"

"No LaSalle."

"I haven't thought about Percy for a while now. Do you ever talk to her?"

"Yeah, every once in a while."

"I'm shocked that she just went away and never kept in touch."

"You still miss her don't you?" Tammy asks.

"What would make you say that?"

"Oh just the hound dog look that I see that comes over your face whenever anyone mentions her name or we come across of one her old cases." "Well, this time Tammy the profiler, you are right. Yes I miss her very much."

"Did you try to contact her after she left Chris?"

"Why would I do that Tammy? You know I'm part of the reason that she left."

"Do you have regrets? Chris? Chris? Are you going to answer me?

"Do I need to Tammy? You know I miss her. Do you want me to tell you that I regret not asking her to stay? I do and I was mad at myself for the first year. But she didn't reach out to me either so I just buried away that part of my life."

As King walks in he addresses Tammy, "I need you to go with me down to NOPD. Chris, I need you to check in with Patton and see when he will be putting the security upgrades on the computers." "Okay King. See you guys later."

An Hour later

Hey Chris" "Yeah Triple P" "Why don't I start on yours first then you can get back to work." "That's okay, I just wanted to return some e-mails. I can log in on Gregorio's computer."

As I sit down to Tammy's computer, I see that she forgot to log out. As I move the mouse her screen comes up. I wonder who that little sweetie is. I think I'll just be nosey and look in her picture folder.

Wait a minute. There's that little girl again and she's sitting on Percy's lap. Here's a Christmas Photo. "Merry Christmas Aunt Tammy love Sonja and Chrissy Marie." What the hell? Marie is my mother's name. Wait I couldn't see this before? I quickly e-mail some of the photos in the file to me and deleted the send action from Tammy's computer.

"Hey LaSalle I can't get access right now, I will have to come back. LaSalle did you hear me? You can go back to your own desk for an hour or so."

Back at my desk, I pull the pictures up and it dawns on me that this little girl looks just like my sister only two shades darker and has hazel eyes like my father and Cade. This cannot be happening.

Later that night

I try to keep the calm in my voice as I address her "Hey Percy, what's going on?" "Hey LaSalle! I haven't heard your voice for years. How's everybody back in New Orleans? How's your brother?" She goes on and on for two or three minutes appearing to careful not leave an opening for me to speak other than to answer her questions. Then she says "hey it was nice to talking to you but I need to get up out of here"

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