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Agent Angelo Sitka was in his prime, being with the FBI now ten years. He was 34 years old, 5 foot 11, black hair and brown eyes with an athletic build. He worked out of the Montana branch for the past five years. When he arrived at the office that morning, there was a lot of commotion going on. Shortly after he sat his bag down at his desk, he asked a nearby agent what was going on. They told him about the bombing in Washington state and that they were sending somewhere there to investigate.&nbsp;	Angelo was only in the office for a couple of hours looking up what happened in Washington when the director called him into his office. As soon as he entered the director’s office, the director asked him to close the door. Angelo did as he was told to, then tuned and sat across from the director. He had a suspicion what this was about but wasn’t for sure. “Thanks for coming in agent Sitka. I asked you into my office to talk to you about Washington and what’s going on over there. I’m assigning you the case.”	“Thank you sir. From what I read about it, it's only been one bombing. Why is the FBI getting involved with a one bomb case?”	“It’s because this person has killed other people. Now it has escalated to a bombing. What’s next? The local police haven’t stopped or even identified the person. That’s why the FBI is being involved. Now, go pack up and head out. I want you there tomorrow.”	Angelo replied, “yes sir. One question, do we have full jurisdiction?” “Yes, but coronate with the local police there. The detective’s name is Sarah LaBlanc. She’s not going to be happy about you being there and you having full jurisdiction.”&nbsp;	Angelo left the office and went straight to his house to pack up for the trip. It didn’t take him long to pack and was back on the road to Washington within the hour. He figured he had time for some scenic driving to Washington, so he took the I-90 straight over. Angelo loved going through the passes this time of year. It’s late spring so everything is fresh, bright green and some of the higher points of mountains are still snow capped. It’s a long trip to Seattle, but he should be there in about twelve hours. Angelo stopped for gas for his Honda Civic and decided to go ahead and book a room in Seattle with a very late check in.&nbsp;	Lookout pass is an all-time favorite. Going from Idaho to Washington is always a treat here. The views are breathtaking with mountains all around and as you drive down into a valley. Angelo rode down his window to take in the fresh air. Mountain with evergreen trees just gives the best air someone can breathe.&nbsp;It was a little after three in the morning when Agent Angelo arrived at his hotel. Getting checked in and up to his room, he decided he’s going to get a few hours of sleep before meeting with Sarah and starting this very interesting case that he was assigned.	Waking up at eight am, due to habit, Angelo got up and showered. After dressing, he went down to get some breakfast and coffee from the hotel restaurant. After coffee and eating, Angelo went to his car and heading for the precinct to meet with detective LaBlanc.&nbsp;	Upon arrival, Angelo found out the detective wasn’t notified of his arrival so soon, thus making her annoyed already. Angelo just kept calm and will simply deal with her being annoyed and, what seemed, angry.&nbsp;	“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Detective LaBlanc. I’m Agent Angelo Sitka with the FBI and I appreciate all the help I can get with this case,” Angelo said to LaBlanc.	LaBlanc responded, “I wasn’t aware of you arriving so soon. So forgive me if I come off rude and unprepared for you.”	“It’s perfectly alright, detective. So what can you tell me about this case?”	“Not much, to be honest. I just started on the case yesterday with a female service technician. It was her car that was blown up. So far, there’s no lead since it just happened. I’m still waiting on the crime scene report to come over.”	“What’s the name of this technician ? What company is she from? It’s could be a co-worker that has a vendetta against her.” Angelo asked Sarah.	“She’s from Laundry Service Works. Her name is Tatiana Fraser. We’re working on getting to her office to question people. I’m going to be going to her place to supervise the installation of taps, if you would like to come with me.”	“I’ll take a rain check. I’m going to go to the scene where the bomb went off. Is there an office space I can set up in while I’m here?” Angelo replied.	“Yes. We have an empty office down the hall you can use. I want to be kept in the loop in anything you find that can help. You might have full jurisdiction, but this is still my case and my city.” LaBlanc responded with bitterness in her voice.&nbsp;	“Yes of course. What information I can share I will. Just know not everything I find out can be shared with local authorities. What’s the address to the crime scene?”	“It was in the Target parking lot. We were lucky it didn’t cause causalities. It was over in Bellevue. The address is 4053 Factoria Square Mall SE.”	“Thanks Detective LaBlanc, I’m assuming you have the car in an evidence impound lot or hanger.”	“Yes I can arrange for us to go over tomorrow if you like?” LaBlanc offered. “Yes. That would be great. Here’s my card if you need to get in touch with me.” Angelo handed LaBlanc his card and excused himself to head over to the Target.	The yellow tape was hard to miss as Agent Sitka arrived at the Target parking lot. There were people hanging out around the scene taking pictures. He will never understand people and their curiosity and obsession with taking selfies at crime scene tape. He parked his civic and got out. Angelo approached the tape and went underneath it. Someone yelled at him saying he wasn’t allowed to cross over, he just flashed his badge and went on. He thought, maybe worry about the people surrounding the scene taking pictures and possibly contaminating the scene.&nbsp;	As he looked around, he saw the skid marks and the black burnt marks from the explosion. Angelo wasn’t sure why he needed to see the crime scene since it looked like a random car bombing. There seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary, then he spotted something within the torched parking lot. It was a partial footprint. It looked as if someone had come over the yellow tape after all. He was pretty sure an officer wouldn’t make this mistake. Angelo took a picture of the partial mark to try to get it analyzed later.&nbsp;	After a few more moments at the scene, Angelo left to see if he could find out any information about this Tatiana Fraser that LaBlanc mentioned.&nbsp; 																			***** 	Tatiana heard a knock at her door and knew it had to be Detective LaBlanc and her team to install the taps to try and catch this Alastor character. Opening the door, she found she was right and let the officers inside. LaBlanc asked, “Have you heard anything or found out anything new that could help us?” Tatiana replied, “Nothing new really. Found some bugs throughout my place, so I know he’s been in here.”&nbsp;	“What! When did you find this out? Why didn’t you call me right away?” LaBlanc asked Tatiana out of anger and frustration. “It was late, and I didn’t actually think about it due to the fact I was a little freaked out this stranger had been in my house.”&nbsp;	“Ok. I’ll post officers outside until we get this figured out. Oh, by the way, the FBI agent is here already. I told him what I knew, but he’ll probably want to chat with you as well. His name is Agent Angelo Sitka.”&nbsp;	“Thanks for the heads-up. This is going to get messy I’m sure. Oh, my friend Calem is coming to stay with me. I don’t want the officers harassing him when he shows up on my front porch.”&nbsp;	“Thanks for that heads-up. I’ll let them know. Do you have a picture of him so they’ll know it's him and not our mystery guy?” Tatiana pulled out the phone she picked up that morning and showed her his Facebook page. LaBlanc took a picture and sent it to the officers she intends to leave on post.&nbsp;	“I’ll get out of your way so you can do your job. I let my supervisor know already what’s going on this morning and told him I’ll be in this afternoon.”&nbsp;	“That sounds like a good plan. I’m pretty sure your supervisor has removed you from the schedule now, since you’re involved in a traumatic event.”	“Yep. He left the messaged last night on my machine.” Tatiana replied to LaBlanc.&nbsp;	Tatiana wasn’t sure why she didn’t tell LaBlanc about the call last night. Maybe it isn’t relevant just yet. 		Who is this man that could know of her and Calem? She was at a loss, but she won't stop her from finding out who is doing this to her. Perhaps it was buried in her past. Tatiana didn’t want anyone digging into her past. She didn’t even want to remember it, but maybe, that’s where all the answers were.&nbsp;	Later on that afternoon, Tatiana went into the office. As soon as she arrived, the supervisor called her into his office. As she walked in, she saw another person sitting in there. Her boss asked her to close the door and introduced her to Agent Sitka. The two shook hands and sat in the only two chairs in the office. 	After some small talk, her supervisor told Tatiana that she is on paid leave until this was figured out.&nbsp;Tatiana sighed with frustration. She agreed to the time off and excused herself to clean her stuff out of her truck. Tatiana was so frustrated that this was happening, but now she didn’t have to drive 45 minutes to her job or wake up at 5:30am. It only took a couple of hours to clean out her work truck. She went back into her boss’s office to hand over the keys and was asked to sit. Agent Sitka shook hands with Tatiana’s boss and with Tatiana and left. Her supervisor told Tatiana that she couldn’t from&nbsp;leave until the case was solved. Tatiana protested, but to no avail. She slammed the door as she left to head back to her house.&nbsp;	When she got back into her rental, she grabbed her new cell and called Calem. He answered on the second ring. She could tell he was driving and asked how far out he was. Calem said he had about an hour to go. She said great, she had another rough day and can’t wait to tell him over drinks. They hung up, and she drove back to her place to wait.&nbsp;	As she was pulling in, her phone rung, looking down at it, it read “unknown”. Tatiana held her breath as she picked up.&nbsp;

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