Alien in the House

were gone, that he and Kyle were meeting Mister Joel Oliver at the Romanian Embassy. Mister Joel Oliver left right after you and Representative Martini went to have brunch. Len and Kyle left shortly after you all returned.”
    “Super, thanks.” Pulled out my phone and dialed.
    “Ambassador, I was wondering when you’d notice the young men and I were missing.”
    “Tell me you’re over there extracting useful information from Olga, MJO.”
    “We are indeed. We’ll be back shortly to share what we’ve learned. It was a hard fought lesson.”
    “If it was hard for you, I’m thankful I missed it. I’m a little too stressed to indulge Olga’s sense of humor right now.”
    “Which she’s quite aware of. You’ll be pleased to know that your young men gave a good showing.”
    “Awesome. Hurry back. The rest of us are very lead-frustrated.”
    Tim’s phone beeped. “Interesting. Kitty, Oren from the Israeli mission asked me to tell you and Chuck that Pia Ryan was a double agent for, and you’re going to love this, France. She was considered a benign mole, by the way, just someone passing along low-level intelligence.”
    “There’s no such thing as a benign mole in espionage,” Chuckie said. “So, why did Mossad wait this long to tell us?”
    “I’d assume because it wasn’t relevant until now,” Tim said. “They’re trying to help us by running their own intel on anyone who could be involved.”
    “And I didn’t have a relationship with them during Operation Assassination, which was when Pia’s husband ‘killed himself.’ You know, if she was still alive, I’d suggest that she was the one who shoved Edmund Brewer off his roof, or at least the one who orchestrated it.”
    “Why couldn’t she have been?” Jeff asked. We all looked at him. “What? We plan ahead, and we know our enemies do so all the time. Why couldn’t she have orchestrated Ed’s murder? She wasn’t the one who pulled it off, but that’s what Clarence was for, right?”
    “There are times when I forget why you were the Head of Field,” Chuckie said. “Tim, please ask Oren if they can help us trace Pia’s movements for the past week. We have her prior history, but the last few days are key and for them our intelligence isn’t as good.”
    “Oh. I just remembered something I forgot to tell you all,” I said as Tim texted away.
    “You’re doing that a lot,” Chuckie said. He looked mildly worried.
    “There’s a lot going on and I haven’t been sleeping well. At least I remembered sooner this time. Anyway, the Dingo said that he and Surly Vic haven’t taken a job in the U.S. since Operation Assassination. But good old Raul’s number one client is, wait for it, the C.I.A. So, we know how he got out of jail.”
    “Tim—” Chuckie started.
    “On it, on it, I can only text so fast and I have to pussyfoot the wording for them so there’s nothing concrete to be traced.”
    Mom put her head into her hands. “Really? You can quote every single song on every single Aerosmith album, but the fact that you’ve been told a top assassin is getting his assignments from the C.I.A. you forget?”
    “Been busy watching people die in front of me for the past three days, Mom. For whatever reason, and my total lack of getting enough sleep, I’ve been forgetting stuff. I’ve remembered it all now.” Contemplated asking Walter to play some Aerosmith. Decided Mom would ground me.
    “You’re sure? You haven’t forgotten some vital piece of intel like the name of the person who’s behind all this?”
    “Sadly, no.”
    “Speaking of forgetting,” Raj said, “I forgot to tell you that we brought Representative Reyes’ things back here. Representative Brewer’s death wiped that out of my mind, too.”
    “See? It’s not just me. Should we go through his stuff?”
    “Yes,” Mom said. “Your father told me about the paper you found in that stuffed animal. It indicates more than just the fact that Santiago found what you did, that there’s some dangerous wording in all those bills. It shows he was afraid he was being spied on.”
    “And that he thought there was more going on. Per his last line and all.”
    Raj and Pierre went to get Reyes’ things. We now had more stuff to go through.
    “We’ll never finish this,” Amy said. “Com on! Walter, I need the hackers down here, pronto, other than Yuri, he can stay up there and keep things going in the Lab. They’ll whine about it. Tell them that Kitty and I