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It Needed Doin' - Lamarr WIlson

... stopped breathing for a moment.

"Half an hour ago, we get a call-in." Chief lurches forward with, leaning his elbows onto his desk. "It's from your ex. Your son, DL, is missing. She called it in."

Damar started breathing again, and his features constricted.

"It's not hard to put a little of the picture together." Chief then said.

"Give me everything..." Damar said, his mind reaching for facts.

"I will." Chief confirmed. "First, you are relieved of duty. That means you are not doing any interviews. You are to keep quiet... for the moment... for the moment!... until I can get a grip on this. You're too close to this, you know how it works."

Damar had nothing to say. Yet.

"Now, here's how this all started... let me tell you about Agent Narvaez..."

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"... shit," said Damar at the end.

The Chief just sat back in the chair, and nodded in agreement.

"DEA." Damar said. "I thought they were more responsible than this."

"What can I say?" Chief confirmed. "I've never seen an operation like this. We got some scum, sure, but it's been reckless as hell, and now we've got a situation that we can't hide. Feds are always running havoc over local, but this has been unbelievable."

Damar thought for a moment, shoving aside his concern and fear.

"Give me everything on Narvaez." Damar said.

"Wait a minute..." the Chief said. "I can't do that..."

Damar started to protest.

"Hold on, hold on..." Chief said, forestalling the protest he knew was ...

... coming. "I say I can not give YOU her file. I really have very little I know anyway... DEA seals..."

Damar frowned.

"But as I said 'I' cannot give 'YOU'..." the Chief touched his chest, then pointed to Damar. "... any information. That's not to say, someone who gives two lectures a year on interview tactics in the modern city environment at Quantico, and may or may not have certain contacts, can find something out."

Damar gave that a moment of thought, made a mental connection that there might be a string he could pull, and then gave a small nod.

"In the meantime, knowing you as I do, I need your help to get some leverage on this situation." Chief went on. "I know a little about your relationship with Wilson through your ex... and I know I've had to warn you away from the situation in the past... but now I need you to get that profile I suspect you've put together on Wilson ready."

"I can do that."

"Then... I need you to NOT volunteer it." Chief said. "If this is happening the way I think, you need to have that profile in your head, and not on any recorded form... that can be coerced out of you."

Damar looked a question at the Chief.

"They want to play games with us, we play back."

Damar didn't know how he felt about that. He just wanted his son safe.

"We need to get your son back." Chief said. "I'll handle everything else, but as of now, if Wilson is running with a hostage, I'm supposed to turn this over to the FBI, especially if he runs out of ...