9 Saxagliptin.

"Living my life on red alert,

Doing my thing gon' make it work...

I keep it undercover,

I keep it undercover."

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-MARK-

"Okay Buddy. So, I understand you refuse to talk to my friends."

Buddy nods his head "As far as I'm concerned, I'm not obligated to tell you guys anything."

"You're a smart man" I smile.

"Yeah, smart enough to know that regardless of how much you try to get a confession out of me. It. Won't. Happen." he smirks, satisfied.

"Why? Because you're sworn to secrecy or just because you're scared of the feds?"

He scoffs, "Why the fuck would I be scared of you?"

"You're right, why would you be scared of us?" I chuckle before getting up and walking towards one of his tall metal drawers, "Maybe because your business is built on theft." I pull out a bolt cutter from my pocket, "Maybe because you work for one of the weakest Mafia's in New York." I cut the lock and turn back to him with a smile "Maybe because in a matter of seconds, my friends and I can arrest you and shut down whatever shady shit you have going on here."

His face is now stripped of every ounce of color it once had. He blinks his eyes rapidly in shock.

I turn back to the drawer and open it, "Now, I know your little mafia has people on the inside of the FBI, of course it does." I pull out a file labeled 'BANK TRANSACTIONS' "But do you really think we aren't smart enough to have our own people working for you and your mafia too?" I laugh "I could snap my fingers and you and your friends would lose everything." I walk back to sit in front of him.

"Sheesh. Three billion dollars in one day but with five different transactions from the same account number? Not suspicious at all." I snort while reading the file.

"What do you want?" the fear in his voice is like music to my ears.

I've cracked him.

I sigh, "All I want is the color and the number plate of her car, it's not that hard."

"Okay, okay. I'll give it to you."

I smile up at him "Yay!" I cheer like a child.

"I changed her Porsche to black, but I don't remember the plate. I deal with a lot of cars on a day to day basis, I'll have to look through the system and get back to you with it."

Black Porsche? Liza has a-

No, she said she got it second hand. I believe her.

"How long?" I place the file and the broken lock on to his desk.

"Give me a couple of days."

"Clock's ticking Buddy." I walk out his office not forgetting to slam the door behind me.

As I walk towards my car, I hear Frank in my ear, "Do we really have people in the mafia he works for?"

I scoff "No, but now he's scared and we have the color of her car, so mission accomplished" I get into my car.

"Good one Mark. Also, boss want's to see you in his office."

"Okay, I'm heading there now." I pull out of the parking lot and drive off to the FBI's New York division.

The office is cold and busy as always. I walk through and between the desks to make my way to my boss's office.

I knock on the door three times.

"Come in"

I open the door, "Heard you wanted to see me?"

"Close the door behind you." He says while taking his glasses off.

I do as he says and take a seat in front of him.

"How's the search for Alice coming along?"

"Well we haven't found her yet, but we're one thousand percent sure she's in the town because of her cell that we tracked in the beginning. She must've bought a new one immediately after she got there because its been off ever since we arrived. I just got back from talking to Buddy at his garage and I have a lead on her car, we just have to wait a few days to get the plate number."

He nods his head, "I'm impressed. That's why I'm handing this whole case over to you since Hernandez is heading to another division, so you're the team leader starting effectively."

This makes me one step closer to getting the promotion, "Thank you, sir."

"My retirement is approaching so I need you to finish this up soon so you can take my position. But you need to do the job well, don't make me regret wanting to give you this promotion."

"So, Hernandez is no longer competition?"

"Yes, it's just you against yourself. But I'll repeat, if this job is not executed perfectly, you're not getting it."

I sigh in relief as now I don't have to worry about Hernandez anymore. I never doubted my abilities, I'm fucking fantastic at my job, I just doubted my abilities in comparison to Hernandez's.

"As soon as you're done with this case, you will give Frank the team leader responsibility."

"Thank you again sir."

"Now back to the Henry McAllen case. Here's the autopsy," he hands me a file, "it shows he was given an alarming quantity of Saxagliptin after a light breakfast, causing his heart attack."

"How alarming?"

"Multiply the normal dosage by about 15, and on top of that, for a non-diabetic with a practically empty stomach."

"Damn."

"I know. What I need you to do, is make sure that when you find Alice, you do not bring her back yet."

"Why?"

"Her mother kept on forcing us to find her daughter. I assured her that we would, then she sent out a gang of private investigators to find her. Too many for it to not be suspicious."

I nod my head in understanding.

"Then when we requested to do the autopsy on her husband, she completely lashed out at us, I had to do it discreetly. On top of that, I found out she has motive to kill her husband."

"Motive?"

"Yeah, Henry had a bunch of debts and he would let Alice use every bit of his disposable income." He hands me another file to me.

"He gave his wife practically nothing. My guess is she killed him to collect insurance and to inherit his company and his offshore accounts."

I look down at the file "But it says here that Alice is the heir to the company as well as his offshore accounts." I gasp when it all starts to make sense to me.

"Exactly why we need to make sure that Alice is safe. Stay undercover so you don't scare her off while we continue to investigate her father's death back here."

"Okay. But sir, your proof of Miranda's motive is solely speculation. Do you have anything we can actually use, no offence."

He chuckles, "This is why I like you, you're honest." he takes a breath in, "Well we don't have anything that's actually usable for a warrant to further investigate. That's what the alpha team and I will handle. I just need you to keep doing what your doing."

I nod.

"The jet will take you back tonight and when you get there, brief your team and intensify it. I'm talking 24-hour surveillance. Remember that we cannot, under any circumstances, let the private investigators get to her first."

"I won't disappoint you sir."

"You better not." He motions to the door, "You can go now."

I get up and leave the office with a new determination to find Alice McAllen.

If i'm going to become boss, I need this case to go perfectly.

This is a lot more thrilling than I thought.

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Song: Keep it undercover by Zendaya

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I feel like the keep it undercover theme song is so fitting hahah.

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