The Vendetta:
Part 6
Christy Ambrose
After Josh had left his office, Sam poked his head out and called out
to the agent sitting in the bullpen, "Jordan, could you come in here
for a minute."
When Jordan came into the office he asked, "What's up Sam?"
"Josh and I are going to go to my townhouse and pick up a few files so
that we can finish working on that enemies list."
"Ok I'll call down and have them get a car ready."
"Jordan, that's not necessary we can just take either mine or Josh's
car."
"Sam, it would be better to take one of the cars. I'll go ahead and
call down. That way by the time Josh get's back we can be ready to
go."
Sam saw that there was no way he was going to win the argument so he
said, "Oh, alright go ahead and call down. Just as soon as Josh get's
back I'll be ready to go."
Jordan smiled as he spoke into the mike at his wrist and ordered a car
to be ready."
~~~~~~
The door that connected Leo's office to that of the Oval Office opened
and the President stepped though. "Have we gotten anymore news yet
Leo?" The President asked.
Taking one look at Jed's face, Leo decided that this was a best friend
moment rather than a President/Chief of Staff moment and answered,
"Jed you have to give them time to work. They have informants to meet
with and calls to make and research to do, these things take time."
"But what if Sam doesn't have that kind of time? What if these hit
men strike before our agents find out who they are?"
"That's why agent's were assigned to watch Sam, remember?"
"You're right, I know you're right. It's just that I worry, these
kids are like family to me. We've all been through so much together
already."
"We just have to keep faith that everything is going to turn out
alright, and be there to support each other."
After exchanging another look and, Jed turns around and walks back
into his office.
Walking back into Sam's office Josh asked, "Ok, who's car are we
taking, yours or mine?"
"We're taking a White House car."
"Why?"
"Because Jordan said so. This wasn't a fight that I could win so I
decided not to fight about it."
"Ok, Oh by the way I told Donna what's going on."
"You did what?!" Sam shouted
"Sam, she already knew something was up. She had noticed the agents
following you around. I knew that if I didn't tell her she would keep
digging till she found something and probably get everyone else's
curiosity up at the same time. On the plus side however, she did say
that she didn't think that anyone else had noticed. I also made her
promise that she wouldn't tell anyone. I don't think she'll say
anything. She also thinks that it's only a matter of time though
before the others notice and start asking questions. I agree with
her and she's usually right about these things too."
"I'll think about telling everyone else. Right now I don't want
anymore people than necessary to worry about it."
"Ok"
"Well, let's get going so we can get back soon. I do have actual work
to do you know."
"Ok, let's go. Ummm, you do know that I'm here to help you in
whatever way that you need me to, don't you?"
"Yes, I know that."
"Good now that I've said it let's forget about it," Josh said as he
walked out the door.
Sam followed shaking his head, Jordan picked up the rear as they
walked down to the white house car pool.
~~~~~~~~
Back at the Agency.
"Stetson," Lee answered the phone.
"Lee where you able to get ahold of your contacts in New York?"
"Well, hello to you to Amanda."
"Lee," Amanda said, her tone impatient
"Yea and they recognized Sam's name. They said that they would see
what they could come up with, but that it would probably take a couple
of days to look through all of the records. If something likely
showed up though Melissa said that she would call back."
"Good, I've ran that search but so far I haven't found anything. Most
of what I have right now concerns the administration, and I just don't
think that it has anything to do with that. My gut tells me that it's
something that happened while he was a lawyer."
"Well, we'll concentrate on that first then. I'll call Ron here in a
few minutes and see how Sam's coming with that list."
"Ok, I'm going to take a break from the records search and see if I
can make it through some of this paperwork on my desk. Let me know if
you come up with anything."
"Alright, I'll call you in a little bit to let you know what Ron
said."
After he had hung up the phone with Amanda he picked up the phone to
call the White House.
"White House, how may I direct your call?"
"Ron Butterfield please."
"And who may I say is calling?."
"Lee Stetson."
"Hold one moment please."
After putting Lee on hold the operator called Ron's extension.
"Butterfield."
"Agent Butterfield, there is a call for you from a Mr. Stetson."
"Transfer it please."
"Yes sir."
Picking the line that Lee is holding on, she told him. "I'm
transferring the call now."
Lee heard Ron's voice a moment later. "Lee, do you have anything for
me?"
"Well, my local sources didn't have anything for me, but I have a
couple of sources in New York looking though court cases that Sam was
involved with up there. Hopefully they will come up with something.
Do you know if Sam has completed that list yet?"
"No not yet, he and Josh just left out of here a little bit ago to get
some files from Sam's townhouse that have notes from his days at
Gage-Whitney. I'll have a messenger bring it over as soon as he gets
it done."
"Ok, just have it marked priority one. That way even if Amanda or
myself is out of the office, we'll be called right away."
"Will do."
~~~~~~~~~~
At Sam's townhouse Josh and Sam are walking out to the car with the
second load of files.
"Sam, did anyone ever tell you there is such a thing as taking notes
and writing a book," Josh complained.
"What can I say, I don't want to miss anything."
With a slight chuckle and a shake of his head, Josh turns toward the
car. About that time Jordan notices a glint coming from somewhere
across the street and sees a small flash of light and a loud crack.
He yelled, "Get down!" at Josh before pushing Sam to the sidewalk.
After a moment when there are no following shots, he picked Sam up and
pushed Josh toward the car. He then shoves both them and the files in
the car slams the door and the tires screeched as they pulled away.
"Shots where fired on Princeton, repeat shots where fired on
Princeton, we're headed back to the White House."
Part 7
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