Peter Burke
"Neal, just hear me out," I try to say.
"You know Peter, I get that you're a FBI agent and all including you have to be cold-blooded to convict. But really? You know it didn't do any of this!" He responds.
"Neal! Just SHUT UP none of this was MY DAMN idea! It-"
"You don't tell me to shut up! You're the chief of the Buearu! Tell me why. Just, WHY," he says.
"Diana had a lead. Clinton followed it. The lead was you're signature. It cut onto the back of a guard," I say.
"Really? This is VERY amateur of you. How many times have y'all thought it was me because of a signature? Wow," Neal says.
I start to explain,"That is where I got to taking you out of prison, because Sara also had a lead. She thinks she is an agent because someone shot her father. She had a hell of a lot of leads. Told us, and we denied it. Forgetting to take the evidence. We called her, but no reply. She said something about a warehouse. So we need-"
He cuts me off.
"You need Alex," he says.
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Yes, I know these are short chapters. This way I can make more though.