HUNTED Chapter 35

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Seattle

The L.A. and D.C. teams entered the Seattle office, after their hour flight from Queen Charlotte. It had been hard leaving Hetty there to recuperate, but at least she was awake, and they knew that she'd make a full recovery. Granger had taken over her role in L.A., until she was fit for duty again.

The Campbell family were last to enter, Stephen and Thea held a child each in their arms, their eyes bleary from just waking up from a sleep.

"What' s so special about the Campbell family, that my people are expected to drop everything to save them?" Special agent Damon Sparks heaved out at Sam, annoyed with the disruption to his own people. "Having to explain why our people were across the border with the Canadian Police and Rangers will give me a headache I don't need."

A member of Sparks people cleared their throat, when they saw the Campbell family enter. Sparks turned, recognising Callen and Nell immediately.

"I should have known." Sparks sneered. "Agent Cal—"

Sam stepped in between Callen and Sparks. "Stephen and Thea Campbell and their two children, Alice and Tristan. We'll do whatever it takes to protect them, with or without your cooperation."

"Oh, I see what's going on here. Two of your agents go deep undercover for a few years, the operation goes south and you expect my people to pull you out of a hole?"

Gibbs had had enough of Sparks ramblings on. He walked over from where he was, busy being updated by one of the team leaders who'd come to assist them at Mitchell Inlet, to have his say.

"Blye, why don't you take the Campbell family into the conference room and see to their needs." Kensi nodded and led them through, although both Stephen and Thea knew exactly where it was, and where all the tea and coffee were situated.

Once the children were out of ear shot, Gibbs turned his attention back to Sparks. "Has anyone ever taught you manners when we have guests in the office?"

"Guests? I don't see any guests, only invaders," Sparks hissed out.

Gibbs shifted his position, so he stood eye to eye with Sparks. "Let me get this straight. We all work for the same agency. If we need your assistance, you provide it. The need in Canada was more urgent than your current open cases. Director Vance and Assistant Director Granger are in agreement with me on this. This wasn't a case of two of our people gone deep undercover. They were hiding with new identities to protect them from a psychotic maniac."

"Who Janvier? I heard you killed him and his body is downstairs in our morgue. So what's the problem now?"

Gibbs' blue eyes hardened like steel. "Hamilton!" He called over the team leader of one of the teams he'd been working with at Mitchell Inlet. "I think you need to update Sparks here on the events on Moresby Island."

"Yes, Sir." Gary's eyes shifted between his boss and the man he respected for the past thirty-five years.

Sparks scoffed, "Sir?" He turned his attention to one of his best men. Special Agent Gary Hamilton had worked under him for the past fifteen years, but this was the first time he'd seen him with Agent Gibbs—-the man who annoyed him long before Director Shepard's death. He blamed Gibbs for her death, knowing that she was protecting Gibbs from being found out as the agent responsible for killing the Russian arms dealer, Zuchov. But the truth which Gibbs promised to carry to the grave from their old operation with Agent Decker, was that it was really Jenny's fault, for allowing Svetlana, Zuchov's fiancée to live. That was her downfall. By doing so, she came back for revenge, sending men to kill Decker and Shepard, never finding out the truth about Gibbs. But Sparks knew about Gibbs' involvement. Jenny had let it slip, when they had a romance years later, although it had been brief. She saw him as a way to further her career, he saw her in the same manner. They'd parted without any harsh feelings, but he knew Gibbs was aware of their affair and disliked him for it.

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