"Any news on the APB?"Katherine Krieg asked as she took a frozen
cappuchino out of the break room's refridgerator.
Hurst shook his head as he sat down at one of the small tables,"Not yet
but with him being a Fed its gonna be tough tracking him down."
Katherine sat down across from him,"I have every confidence in you."
Hurst glared at her slightly,"Gee thanks, I'll go get my magnifine glass
out of my Sherlock Holmes how to be a detective kit."
Krieg ignored the joke as she took a long swig of the cold drink,"We're
running out of time on this one. Just got off the phone with Wolenczak."
Peter raised an eyebrow,"The great commissoner? What did his highness
want today?"
Krieg set the small bottle down,"He's getting pressure to close this
case now. He wants us to label it a homicide."
Hurst shook his head,"We haven't found Parker's body yet."
"We may never find her body."Krieg replied sadly as she recalled her
interview with Tate,"We'll get more cooperation from the Fed's on
finding Daniels if this gets shelved as a Homicide."
"Okay."Hurst replied as he stood,"I'll get the paperwork started."

"What else?"Tom demanded in a controled voice.
Colin leaned back in his chair,"You betrayed your own kind,Tom. Did you
really think we'd just ignore that?"
Tom stood and waited for the other shoe to drop. He had known this time
was coming since he had first met Sloan.
"There are certain ones among us who think you would be our next leader.
There's a small fortune available to whoever brings the 'prodigal son'
back to the fold."Colin stated as he watched Tom closely,"However there
are others who think you have over stayed your welcome and are a threat.
Now which group should I hand you over to?"
Tom's eyes narrowed sharply,"I did what you asked, Tate's dead."
Colin nodded,"And you handled that part of the bargain very well.
Considering Tate's best friend was your lady love. I guess my question is
how badly do you want to see her again?"
Tom's eyes flashed dangerously but he held his tounge.
Colin stood and walked back to the window watching the sun drop below
the horizon,"So many choices.......too bad all of them end badly for
you."

On a hunch Ed drew a sample of his own blood and a new sample of
Sloan's. As he slid them both under the microscope he knew the poison's
weren't the same but he was hoping they'd at least give him a lead.
Ray felt like a mother hen but he watched Ed like a hawk. The young man
was still too pale for Peterson's taste.
"Ed, why don't you take a break? We can grab something to eat."Ray
suggested as he leaned against the corner of the desk.
Tate shook his head ignoring the wave of dizziness that accompanied
it,"I'm okay,Ray, just a little weak. This is the closest I've been to
figuring out what kind of poison they used on Sloan. I can't stop now."
Peterson backed off knowing he would'nt get Ed to budge,"Do you have any
other contact numbers for Attwood?"
Ed glanced up from the microscope,"You still haven't tracked him down?"
Ray shook his head,"No, and with everything that's going on its not good
that he's been out of contact for this long."
Tate glanced at the clock and frowned,"He doesn't know we have Sloan
back he might have gone underground with one of his goverment contacts.
You might try looking in his office but I doubt he kept anything crucial here."
Ray glanced at Sloan's still form,"Can't hurt to look. At least I'll
feel like I'm doing something constructive."

Ed's next sentance halted Peterson in the doorway,"Ray, thanks for
everything."
Peterson glanced back at his friend,"You guys saved my neck a few times.
I'm just returning the favor."