Midnight Murder Chapter 5

"Look out for Moz Peter." Said Neal as he left.


"So, what do you want to do this afternoon?" Neal asked Allie as they got home. He hoped June had some board games.
"Do you have anything...y'know" She asked. Neal was pretty sure he knew what she meant.
"What that has to do with my, line of work?" He asked childishly a giant grin spreading across his face.
"Yes! I have so much to learn and what else are we gonna do? We're cooped up like chickens." She said. She was a lot more mature then him, especially when talking about cons.
"You know, it's this sort of thing that got you into this mess... But I guess the old training jacket needs a little dusting off anyway." And then he thought about the last time they had used it. He and Mozzie were teaching Peter how to act like Neal when they had gotten themselves into a silly situation. Those days were so much fun, and Mozzie and Peter had really bonded. He missed mozzie already, and it had only been about 10 hours since he had disappeared. Neal had spent most of last night up looking through Reveres file and drinking wine. But he had done one smart thing, and waited until Allie was asleep.
"You know last time we used this jacket was for Peter." he said smiling
"No way! You taught a FBI agent your secrets?? Why?"
"It was a matter or Power or no Power across New York. A woman came into the FBI looking for Peter. He was running late and she was edgy, saying she had to go for a meeting, so I pretended to be Peter, so we could figure this out. And that meant Peter had to be me, so we had to give him some lessons. It was quite entertaining. I'll go get It." he said as he walked over to the wardrobe. Allie was so excited. One of the main reasons she wanted to get to her father was to learn about being a con... But she wanted to know more about her father. So she decided to take a look around. I guess you could call it more of a snoop, But her father must have hundreds of hiding places around his apartment. She started with the mantle against the back wall, she didn't find anything there. Oh she found a hiding place alright but it was empty. She was about to go over to his "Bedroom" when he came out of the wardrobe carrying a dusty suit jacket with bells on the pockets. Then she remembered the conversation before he got the jacket. "You said before that "we" gave peter some lessons... Who was the other person?"
"Oh yeah, it was Moz, he taught me a lot and he was the one who thought of the jacket. For Peter I mean, I was originally June's husbands."
"What happened to Junes Husband?"
"I don't know. He died before I met June."
"Oh, was he a con too?" she asked
"I'm not sure, he was a thief..." He said with one of those silly half smiles on his face. "But that's really all I know."
"Oh ok, so what are you gonna teach me?"
"I was thinking we would start with picking locks. Do you have a set?"
"No, I don't really know how to pick locks; it was more pockets and cons."
"Ok, well I think I have a spare, just let me get it." He said as he walked over to the mantle, he removed a piece of wood, and there was a compartment behind it. How did she miss that one? Her father was a lot better at this than she thought. She had severely underestimated him.
"You know, snooping around isn't the best way to get to know someone."
"How did you know?!"
"Well, I have things in particular places. My note book was moved to the left, My Dummy compartment not closed properly, but it seems that you didn't get any further than the mantle before I came out. C'mon Allie. I am literally the best con in the world sweetie. You won't get much past me."
"Damn, oh well. At least I get to learn from the best." She said plastering one of Neal's perfect smiles on her face.
"Just remember who has all the experience." He relied and proceeded to explain the use of the tools and how to choose the right one to use.
They worked on lock picking for about an hour and moved onto pick pocketing, to brush up her skills. Neal had to admit, she was pretty good already, and she was a great charmer. She would be a great criminal. But Neal wasn't sure that's what he wanted her to do...
His phone interrupted his thinking as he moseyed over to his cell. He checked the caller Id and suddenly remembered peter was going to call him if anything came up. Obviously something had come up.
"Peter, what is it?" Neal sounded like he had been hovering by the phone all afternoon.
"Neal did you do anything this afternoon or did you just sit by the phone?"
"No, but I only just remembered the reason you would call. What is it Peter?"
"The man that walked around the FBI building exited the warehouse with a short man who was obviously drugged, but they had a bag over his head we don't know whether it was mozzie, but whatever happened in the van, they decided to take him back into the warehouse. We just got a search warrant and we are now on our way to the warehouse. But you are staying right there with Allie." Neal was about to protest but then remembered that he couldn't leave Allie alone. Even if Mozzies life depended on it.