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Date Posted: 09:45:16 08/01/03 Fri
Author: Lark
Subject: we's BAAA-AAACK
In reply to: Lark (continuing the tale after coffee) 's message, "Not tanked... but awaiting fresh blood from others (hint, hint!)" on 12:30:30 07/31/03 Thu

For about the tenth time that morning, Jake wished Danny were there, not out for two more days; as soon as she’d brought him coffee (lukewarm, no less), Sara disappeared again, following up on one of her mysterious leads. Despite the fact he’d been told to watch over her, but not get involved, he found himself caught up in the strangeness that made up her reputation, the reveries, the aloof personality, the solitary management of caseloads, the tireless energy that seemed more a plague than a virtue – and he found something else out as well, he found he was falling for her, something wholly unprofessional – and unbelievably dangerous. True, his superiors did not doubt Sara would be innocent of any activity by the White Bulls, but his growing attachment to her could very well prevent his involvement if any of the covert unit believed he would not betray her – his purpose in being there would be moot, and he did not wish to leave. Danny was a good cover, another “guy” he could hang with, as well as being someone else he could commiserate with over Sara’s moods – and one of only four others the FBI was certain was not affiliated with the White Bulls.

As he sat, pondering his situation, sipping at the bitter coffee in his hand, Bruno Dante poked his head in the office and smiled at him. Jake turned his attention to him, but did not stand up, only gestured amiably to his guest to come in. “Where’s your partner?” Bruno asked politely, a predatory gleam in his eye.

“Out,” Jake sighed, rolling his eyes in what he hoped appeared to be annoyance, “following up on some lead somewhere, I think. We got a headsman who likes medieval torture before dawn.” He yawned, and patted the pile of papers on his desk.

“Well, you know, you’re a rookie,” Dante grinned, “But that’s no excuse for senior officers to just leave you behind. Even if,” his eyes glinted as he glanced at the keyboard before Jake, “you are a great little typist. Especially with Woo out for a couple of days, Pezzini should have you on a short leash.”

Jake smiled. Maybe it was a good thing Sara had left him behind.

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