Prologue

Chris was just behind Vin when he opened the door to his apartment. He didn't like that his friend refused to lock the place, but he understood why. A teenager was on the computer, printing off what appeared to be homework when they walked in.

"Hey, Senor Vin. I am nearly finished with my report." Chris recognized the girl as Rosa, who lived down the hall from his teammate. "I vacuumed for you, also. The phone rang, but I didn't answer it since you don't want us to. The guy sounded spooky." She grabbed the last paper as the printer spit it out and let herself out the door.

Spooky was not how Chris wanted to hear phone calls to Vin described. Spooky generally meant that someone was going to show up with a big gun and try to kill his teammates. Spooky was not good.

Vin ambled over to his answering machine and pressed the button. That was about all he knew about the thing, he hadn't wanted to get it, but Chris had insisted. Thankfully JD had helped him set it up, 'course JD had helped nearly everyone on the team get their answering machine set up. He could hear the machine whir a bit, then the message started.

"Yo." The voice had a slight accent and Vin's eyebrows raised in astonishment. He hadn't expected to get a response this quickly, especially when the word he got was that his contact was in Puerto Rico. "I hear you're looking for someone. Colleague of mine's looking for his cousin. Try Trenton, Jersey. Let me or Tank know when you get there, I should get back in a few." The message clicked off.

"What was that all about?" Chris asked him, arms folded across his chest.

"The case. Ya know I said I had some contacts? That's one of them. If'n he says ta try Trenton, we go ta Trenton. At least I do."

"Do you trust him?"

Vin thought for a moment. "More then anyone else in that business. He's got a more creative approach ta crime fighting, and he usually only shoots the bad guys."

Chris shook his head; this really wasn't what he wanted to hear. He could feel the muscle in his forehead ticking and glared at Vin. "So, do you trust him or not? I'm not sending my team into a possible trap."

"Ya know that info I got on Eli Joe? He's the one that got it ta me. He knew I was innocent, and he kept his ears open for anythin' that could help me prove it. I trust him."

"Good, you call the guys, and I'll call AD Travis. We're going to Trenton."