A Matter of Trust: Chapter 5
“Boss, look at this.” Diana motioned for Peter to come over to her desk. Peter and Jones both followed and looked at the blue print she had laid out “This apartment building has been for sale for several months. It looks like the upkeep was too much for the landlord. And it is directly across the street from one of the two shops.”
“Let’s go then.”
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As soon as the sound of Agent Matthews’ heels died at the end of the hall, Mozzie worked to kick the phone across the floor. And Neal, who had already freed his hand from the table twisted himself awkwardly to pick it up.
“Neal” Mozzie hissed, attempting to gesture to be quick about what he was doing “Do you really think it’s a good idea to get the suit involved?”
“Moz, what choice do we have? Besides, I texted Elizabeth in code, in case Matthews comes back and sees the phone.” Neal said as softly as he could. Mozzie nodded, seeing the logic, as Neal added thoughtfully “Besides, Peter likes a good puzzle”
“I’m glad the severity of our situation hasn’t escaped you.”
“Relax, Moz. I can get us out of these handcuffs with a little work. Perhaps even before the feds get here.”
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Peter and Diana carefully entered into the apartment building, leaving Jones stationed outside the front door with a few other agents standing by. Since they weren’t positive that Neal was there or where he would be if he were, they didn’t announce their presence. As they walked in the door, they saw the pieces of art on the table where Neal had placed them.
“I’m betting those paintings don’t belong here.”
“I’m betting you’re right.” Peter agreed as they moved further in to the seemingly abandoned building. Then they heard movement from one of the upper floors.
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When Peter opened the door, he saw Neal holding the gun up to Agent Matthews.
“Where is the rest of the art?” Neal demanded, his hands unsteady with his fingers sliding back and forth but never actually touching the trigger.
Agent Matthews stepped forward and dug one of her shoe heels into Neal’s foot causing him to drop the gun in surprise. She picked the gun up and hit Neal across his forehead with it. Just as Peter yelled “Caffrey, put the gun down.”
“Was that really necessary? He wasn’t really going to shoot you.” Peter said pointedly.
“Look in his pocket” Agent Matthews suggested. Peter eyed her warily and walked over to Neal’s now unconscious form. The as he folded back Neal’s suit jacket, he saw a folded manila shaded paper. The U-Boat manifest.
“Damn it, Neal.” Peter muttered, shaking his head in frustration. Then he rounded on Agent Matthews, “That doesn’t really explain your need to cold-cock him though.”
Peter walked out into the hall where Diana was waiting for instructions, “Diana, can you escort Agent Matthews back to our offices so we can get her statement? I’ll deal with Neal.”
A/N: What happened between Neal and Mozzie's conversation and Peter walking into Agent Matthews and Neal's fight will be addressed, probably in the next chapter.
“Let’s go then.”
****
As soon as the sound of Agent Matthews’ heels died at the end of the hall, Mozzie worked to kick the phone across the floor. And Neal, who had already freed his hand from the table twisted himself awkwardly to pick it up.
“Neal” Mozzie hissed, attempting to gesture to be quick about what he was doing “Do you really think it’s a good idea to get the suit involved?”
“Moz, what choice do we have? Besides, I texted Elizabeth in code, in case Matthews comes back and sees the phone.” Neal said as softly as he could. Mozzie nodded, seeing the logic, as Neal added thoughtfully “Besides, Peter likes a good puzzle”
“I’m glad the severity of our situation hasn’t escaped you.”
“Relax, Moz. I can get us out of these handcuffs with a little work. Perhaps even before the feds get here.”
****
Peter and Diana carefully entered into the apartment building, leaving Jones stationed outside the front door with a few other agents standing by. Since they weren’t positive that Neal was there or where he would be if he were, they didn’t announce their presence. As they walked in the door, they saw the pieces of art on the table where Neal had placed them.
“I’m betting those paintings don’t belong here.”
“I’m betting you’re right.” Peter agreed as they moved further in to the seemingly abandoned building. Then they heard movement from one of the upper floors.
****
When Peter opened the door, he saw Neal holding the gun up to Agent Matthews.
“Where is the rest of the art?” Neal demanded, his hands unsteady with his fingers sliding back and forth but never actually touching the trigger.
Agent Matthews stepped forward and dug one of her shoe heels into Neal’s foot causing him to drop the gun in surprise. She picked the gun up and hit Neal across his forehead with it. Just as Peter yelled “Caffrey, put the gun down.”
“Was that really necessary? He wasn’t really going to shoot you.” Peter said pointedly.
“Look in his pocket” Agent Matthews suggested. Peter eyed her warily and walked over to Neal’s now unconscious form. The as he folded back Neal’s suit jacket, he saw a folded manila shaded paper. The U-Boat manifest.
“Damn it, Neal.” Peter muttered, shaking his head in frustration. Then he rounded on Agent Matthews, “That doesn’t really explain your need to cold-cock him though.”
Peter walked out into the hall where Diana was waiting for instructions, “Diana, can you escort Agent Matthews back to our offices so we can get her statement? I’ll deal with Neal.”
A/N: What happened between Neal and Mozzie's conversation and Peter walking into Agent Matthews and Neal's fight will be addressed, probably in the next chapter.