Re: Brothers A/U C/C Mature Chapter:50 3/27/14
Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2014 9:21 pm
Carolyn: I remember when we bought our first home...I painted on my vacation. It was one of the most exciting times of my life and it's when I allowed my three youngsters to HELP if you can believe it. They actually didn't too badly, they were 4, 5 and 6...I allowed them to paint the insides of the closet doors (sliding closet doors that no one would ever see) which we removed and put on saw horses in the garage for them. They had a ball and told everyone who would listen, strangers included, what they were doing. Great memories. This vacation, forced as it is, is also about having fun in a way.
Natalie: So happy to hear from you as always...stay close, it's not long now.
Chapter: 50
“Jesse, come here and look at this!” Maria was practically shouting to the director as she ran to his office with her latest discovery. “Isaiah Shore” And she plopped down her new report on his desk almost as hard as she had hit his door…
“What the hell has gotten into you Maria?” Jesse practically jumped out of his chair as his head investigative scientist barreled her way into his office.
*
Back in Missoula Max and Clark Evans wore varying shades of Lilac, silvery gray and gold respectively and Liz and Lois matched to perfection. They had paint from one end of themselves to the other and Michael Guerin sat in front of the living room TV watching one hockey game after the other in the pretext of “protection” which Liz told him was bullshit and she was going to tell Maria. Michael just smiled and continued to eat chips with an exaggerated flourish and continued to watch TV.
Jonas Barnaby sat at his desk watching “Don Valiant” with a puzzled look as Don aka: Kyle worked diligently on file after file. He still hadn’t been assigned a partner nor was he sent out on any assignments no matter how small. Filing and sorting seemed to be all that he was entrusted with and the Captain watched as Barnaby watched; confusion and admiration crossing their expressions occasionally. Neither man knew what to make of this new detective.
*
Luke had gotten home fairly early in the morning but was so keyed up about the conversation between Barnaby and Joe that he really couldn’t get into a sound sleep and was up and wandering around the kitchen restlessly when his two cohorts walked in from their late graveyard shift…
“What has you up so early?” Dwain asked…
“Can’t sleep. Barnaby was in before the crowds started and I’m dying to find out just what the conversation was all about.” Luke answered his fellow agent.
“Well, let’s just put in a phone call on that secure phone of yours and see if Alex has anything for us.” George suggested and Luke pulled out his cell phone from his sweat pants pocket and held it up. He pushed speaker and then dialed.
“Hey, Alex Whitman here…what’s your pleasure?” Alex had no idea who was on the other end since this was a foreign number to him.
“Hey Alex, Luke here. The tapes from the bar last night, have you had a chance to have a look?”
“Hey Luke, as a matter of fact I just finished with them…nothing really interesting, Luke questioned Barnaby about Kyle, aka: Don, and Barnaby didn’t have anything interesting to say at all. But, after he told Joe about Don doing nothing but filing and sorting he got a really serious expression on his face, like he had just discovered something important but whatever it was he kept it to himself.”
“Hmmm, that’s interesting. We might have to inform Kyle to be extra careful around these people. We really don’t know how many players we’re dealing with here.” Luke interjected after some thought.
“I agree. I think all of you should be careful, that place seems to be crawling with suspects if you ask me. Did the director talk to you about Captain Shore?” Alex asked…
“No, what about him?” Dwain wanted to know…
“Maria found his name on a couple of interesting documents. It could be important and then again maybe not. She’s still digging.” Alex informed them…
“Great, just great! Is there anyone in this town we CAN trust?” George wanted to know.
“Yeah… Michael, you four, Parker and Lindstrom and apparently the Evans men; other than that I think I’d watch everyone else in that town.” Alex offered.
“Shit!” And Luke hung up.
“Well, what do you think?” Luke asked the other two.
“I think I’m going to bed. Until we have more information from headquarters I don’t think we have enough to go on as usual. There was a delivery from the feed store today and I’m not so sure I’d trust the driver as far as I can throw him but that’s about as much as I’ve got to add.” And with that Dwain bid them all ‘good night’.
*
Back at FBI headquarters Maria continued her search on the now suspect, Captain Shore. The only things she found so far were the sale of his parents ranch to Shuman and then the deposit of a tidy sum of cash deposited to The Captain’s account and then regular transfers to another account under the name of the Captain’s parents and him. Why would his parents have his name on an account when they are both alive and well?
Even if he is the sole beneficiary of their estate, such as it is, you would think that they would not have his name on an account that would be taxable with him added to it.
None of it made any sense to her and she continued to dig. She just had an uneasy feeling about this part of the mystery that was Charles Shuman, Tony Sklar, Joe Watson and all the rest of the Missoula “gang” as Maria dubbed them.
*
Charles Shuman made a call to the Helena office of the Real Estate Co. only to get a voice mail from Marlene.
“The offices of Tony Sklar will be closed pending the closing of escrow naming the new owner. Please leave a message and I will be glad to return your call as soon as possible.”
Shuman looked at the phone as if it was a foreign object, shook his head, and left his name and number.
“Marlene, it’s Charles Shuman here. I haven’t heard from you in over a week now and I was wondering if there is any possibility of you being able to release any funds to the Missoula office. We are running out of operating capital quickly here and I need to know where we stand.”
Marlene looked at Albert Sloan and smiled…
“Should I call him back and tell him he’s fired? The place is mine you know.” Marlene asked then she looked at her agent pensively and Sloan answered with a serious look on his face.
“I think it would be better for all of us if he thinks things are going to be okay. We are still investigating him and I don’t think it would be a good idea right now if we made any changes. Let him think that you can’t get into the office for a while. If our investigation is correct Joe Watson is his silent partner and he can get money from him.”
“Joe Watson? Why does that name sound familiar? I believe his name has come across my desk a couple of times but I can’t remember why. Maybe I just overheard conversations where he was mentioned…I just can’t place it.”
Sloan smiled; the woman amazed him with her memory and her knack for pinpointing things…He just wondered how legal this Shuman/Watson deal was in reference to the company Marlene had just inherited; it wasn’t Shuman’s to make a deal with in the first place but the legalities of it all was going to get real hairy if they didn’t soon get this settled.
“Don’t think about it too hard Marlene, it will come to you. Now let’s go get something to eat. You can call him back or not, it’s your choice. He doesn’t need to know that you got his message if you don’t want him to.”
Marlene smiled at “her agent”, as she liked to call him, and she grabbed her jacket and keys as Albert Sloan led her from the office.
*
Back in Missoula, in a nice apartment complex, four young people headed for the shower all at the same time, two bathrooms, and Michael smiled as he continued to watch Hockey and munch chips.
“YES” these men were just the ticket and Michael pumped air. Michael liked both of them and they were definitely well suited to Lois and Liz. Maria was going to love them.
His heart swelled as he thought of his wife and he wanted to talk to her so badly but not during work hours. What he wanted to discuss would have to wait and then he grinned broader, yes he would just have to wait.
***

Natalie: So happy to hear from you as always...stay close, it's not long now.

Chapter: 50
“Jesse, come here and look at this!” Maria was practically shouting to the director as she ran to his office with her latest discovery. “Isaiah Shore” And she plopped down her new report on his desk almost as hard as she had hit his door…
“What the hell has gotten into you Maria?” Jesse practically jumped out of his chair as his head investigative scientist barreled her way into his office.
*
Back in Missoula Max and Clark Evans wore varying shades of Lilac, silvery gray and gold respectively and Liz and Lois matched to perfection. They had paint from one end of themselves to the other and Michael Guerin sat in front of the living room TV watching one hockey game after the other in the pretext of “protection” which Liz told him was bullshit and she was going to tell Maria. Michael just smiled and continued to eat chips with an exaggerated flourish and continued to watch TV.
Jonas Barnaby sat at his desk watching “Don Valiant” with a puzzled look as Don aka: Kyle worked diligently on file after file. He still hadn’t been assigned a partner nor was he sent out on any assignments no matter how small. Filing and sorting seemed to be all that he was entrusted with and the Captain watched as Barnaby watched; confusion and admiration crossing their expressions occasionally. Neither man knew what to make of this new detective.
*
Luke had gotten home fairly early in the morning but was so keyed up about the conversation between Barnaby and Joe that he really couldn’t get into a sound sleep and was up and wandering around the kitchen restlessly when his two cohorts walked in from their late graveyard shift…
“What has you up so early?” Dwain asked…
“Can’t sleep. Barnaby was in before the crowds started and I’m dying to find out just what the conversation was all about.” Luke answered his fellow agent.
“Well, let’s just put in a phone call on that secure phone of yours and see if Alex has anything for us.” George suggested and Luke pulled out his cell phone from his sweat pants pocket and held it up. He pushed speaker and then dialed.
“Hey, Alex Whitman here…what’s your pleasure?” Alex had no idea who was on the other end since this was a foreign number to him.
“Hey Alex, Luke here. The tapes from the bar last night, have you had a chance to have a look?”
“Hey Luke, as a matter of fact I just finished with them…nothing really interesting, Luke questioned Barnaby about Kyle, aka: Don, and Barnaby didn’t have anything interesting to say at all. But, after he told Joe about Don doing nothing but filing and sorting he got a really serious expression on his face, like he had just discovered something important but whatever it was he kept it to himself.”
“Hmmm, that’s interesting. We might have to inform Kyle to be extra careful around these people. We really don’t know how many players we’re dealing with here.” Luke interjected after some thought.
“I agree. I think all of you should be careful, that place seems to be crawling with suspects if you ask me. Did the director talk to you about Captain Shore?” Alex asked…
“No, what about him?” Dwain wanted to know…
“Maria found his name on a couple of interesting documents. It could be important and then again maybe not. She’s still digging.” Alex informed them…
“Great, just great! Is there anyone in this town we CAN trust?” George wanted to know.
“Yeah… Michael, you four, Parker and Lindstrom and apparently the Evans men; other than that I think I’d watch everyone else in that town.” Alex offered.
“Shit!” And Luke hung up.
“Well, what do you think?” Luke asked the other two.
“I think I’m going to bed. Until we have more information from headquarters I don’t think we have enough to go on as usual. There was a delivery from the feed store today and I’m not so sure I’d trust the driver as far as I can throw him but that’s about as much as I’ve got to add.” And with that Dwain bid them all ‘good night’.
*
Back at FBI headquarters Maria continued her search on the now suspect, Captain Shore. The only things she found so far were the sale of his parents ranch to Shuman and then the deposit of a tidy sum of cash deposited to The Captain’s account and then regular transfers to another account under the name of the Captain’s parents and him. Why would his parents have his name on an account when they are both alive and well?
Even if he is the sole beneficiary of their estate, such as it is, you would think that they would not have his name on an account that would be taxable with him added to it.
None of it made any sense to her and she continued to dig. She just had an uneasy feeling about this part of the mystery that was Charles Shuman, Tony Sklar, Joe Watson and all the rest of the Missoula “gang” as Maria dubbed them.
*
Charles Shuman made a call to the Helena office of the Real Estate Co. only to get a voice mail from Marlene.
“The offices of Tony Sklar will be closed pending the closing of escrow naming the new owner. Please leave a message and I will be glad to return your call as soon as possible.”
Shuman looked at the phone as if it was a foreign object, shook his head, and left his name and number.
“Marlene, it’s Charles Shuman here. I haven’t heard from you in over a week now and I was wondering if there is any possibility of you being able to release any funds to the Missoula office. We are running out of operating capital quickly here and I need to know where we stand.”
Marlene looked at Albert Sloan and smiled…
“Should I call him back and tell him he’s fired? The place is mine you know.” Marlene asked then she looked at her agent pensively and Sloan answered with a serious look on his face.
“I think it would be better for all of us if he thinks things are going to be okay. We are still investigating him and I don’t think it would be a good idea right now if we made any changes. Let him think that you can’t get into the office for a while. If our investigation is correct Joe Watson is his silent partner and he can get money from him.”
“Joe Watson? Why does that name sound familiar? I believe his name has come across my desk a couple of times but I can’t remember why. Maybe I just overheard conversations where he was mentioned…I just can’t place it.”
Sloan smiled; the woman amazed him with her memory and her knack for pinpointing things…He just wondered how legal this Shuman/Watson deal was in reference to the company Marlene had just inherited; it wasn’t Shuman’s to make a deal with in the first place but the legalities of it all was going to get real hairy if they didn’t soon get this settled.
“Don’t think about it too hard Marlene, it will come to you. Now let’s go get something to eat. You can call him back or not, it’s your choice. He doesn’t need to know that you got his message if you don’t want him to.”
Marlene smiled at “her agent”, as she liked to call him, and she grabbed her jacket and keys as Albert Sloan led her from the office.
*
Back in Missoula, in a nice apartment complex, four young people headed for the shower all at the same time, two bathrooms, and Michael smiled as he continued to watch Hockey and munch chips.
“YES” these men were just the ticket and Michael pumped air. Michael liked both of them and they were definitely well suited to Lois and Liz. Maria was going to love them.
His heart swelled as he thought of his wife and he wanted to talk to her so badly but not during work hours. What he wanted to discuss would have to wait and then he grinned broader, yes he would just have to wait.
***