conceal, but she tried anyway.
The firearm was returned to her holster and, as the day’s temperature reached its peak, she was ready to find some relief and head back to the main part of campus.
Will jogged to catch up with her. “Hey, you have lunch yet?”
“No. You want to go grab something?” Maybe he’d reconsidered his earlier brush off.
“My treat.” Will walked alongside her now. “McDonalds?”
“How about we just head to the cafeteria?” Her shoulder raised as it carried the weight of her duffle bag.
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Nick had put a call in to Kate, but it went straight to voicemail. The plan had been to have her to come down this evening and work with Agent Dwight Jameson on reviewing the new details they’d received from Metro.
“You’re back?” Georgia stepped into the doorway of Nick’s office.
“I am. And I see you are too?” Nick smiled at the welcomed sight. “How long you here for?”
“Gotta fly out Monday morning, so it looks like I’m yours for three days.” She walked inside and glanced at the paperwork on his desk.
“I’ve got some things I need to jump on right away. You mind if I call you later and we can go out and grab some dinner?”
“Sure. Actually, why don’t you come over tonight? I’ll cook.” Georgia stood at the front of his desk, waiting for a reply.
“That’d be great. I’ll give you a call later.”
She nodded and turned to walk out of his office.
“Hey,” Nick began. “Thanks for checking in on me.” He watched her continue on and admired her from the back.
Before she left his view, a call came in on his cell phone and he was disappointed by the disruption, but on glancing at the caller ID, he realized he needed to take the call. “Kate. Thanks for getting back to me.”
“Sorry for missing you earlier. How’s it going?” she asked.
“Can you come in later? Do you have time?”
“Yeah. I just finished with firearms training and so I’m free for the rest of the day. I was grabbing a late lunch with Caison, but we’re just about finished, so I can head up now if you’d like.”
“Great. See you in a few.”
It seemed like only minutes had passed when Kate appeared at his door.
“Afternoon,” she said.
“Shit.” Nick turned his wrist to check the time. “You got here quick. I completely lost track of time. Come in, please.”
Kate dropped into the chair. “So, what do you need me to do?”
Nick started rifling through the papers on his desk. He picked up the file Detective Moreno handed over as well as two others. “I’d like to find out what these three women have in common, besides the obvious ethnicity. Can you review these ASAP and get me something, anything we can cross-reference?”
“Of course. I can get on this right away.” She stood up and turned to leave.
“Hold up. How’d everything go today?”
“Great. The firearms instructor said he wouldn’t ever want to piss me off.”
Nick chuckled. “No, I don’t think he would. Let me know when you’re finished. I’ll catch up with you later.”
“Thank you, Agent Scarborough.”
Kate pulled up a chair at one of the empty desks in the bullpen. She could have gone home to do what Nick asked, but she preferred to be around the other agents. It make her feel like she was a part of something.
She booted up the computer and logged into the FBI server. However, the files would need to be scanned in and so Kate headed towards the printer room. On her way there, she ran into Agent Jameson.
“Hi, Kate, nice to see you.” He stood a full head and shoulders above her and was built like a brick chimneystack, square and thick.
“Agent Jameson, good to see you too.”
Jameson and Scarborough had been the last ones to see Marshall alive. She didn’t often run into him, but he sometimes worked closely with Nick and this was one of those times. It seemed there were reminders of her past everywhere.
“I understand Scarborough gave you the profiles of the