He felt Lorgé had some connection with the case because Lorgé's documents were also missing as like Haq's. Only difference being Lorgé still living.

Maybe Lorgé was arguing with Mr. Morris because Haq was the reason of papers being lost. If not then why would he come in unauthorized embassy? Camshron felt something missing in his deduction.

Was the complaint letter also connected with Lorgé as well? Lorgé was coming in the embassy, since last days, so some suspect was also on him.

Camshron thought- For sure Haq might have caused loss for him that’s why he is demanding papers in there. Haq had stolen it? If he hadn’t then why all this was necessary? Wait! Lorgé and Haq both might have connections. Europe Vs. Asia. Now Camshron was very confident. His light deduction had made a conclusion about Haq's ill relations with Lorgé.

He again thought- Lorgé will want to get the papers in any condition. It must be an important one for him. So where can he go else and what might be missing documents which can't be given to him by his own embassy? There was just one possible answer- illegal document.

He could be demanding illegal documents with Mr. Morris.

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Conducting spying activities was something the CIA – DSA was well capable of doing.

Hundreds of agents were present in Cafes, schools and scattered around public places in entire DC.

Camshron could relax and still get information about the Frenchman. Since three days Lorgé was being spied and he did not notice yet.

Till now Detective Camshron was in Langley and was sure the papers were not of embassy's issue. Contacting embassy to find out about papers was dangerous because the killer had connection in embassy too.

By secret spying Camshron knew documents were related with embassy's Accounting period concept- fiscal year. Now he was sure that money was behind those two people.

The Black Money.

Either money was black since its existence or it had been made by someone else. He was not in contact with Mr. Meredink and Fernsby since a day. All the time he was with Mr. Cook.

There was a light issue- Lorgé didn’t came to embassy since they had started spying him. No one knew its reason at all. Spies couldn’t figure out what he was going to do.

One question rose in Camshron's mind while spying- Am I on right topic? Can lost papers give me a clue? Haq's papers were also lost…Lorgé's papers are also lost…WAIT! Is Lorgé killer's next target?

He was dodging in his chair and a call from Mr. Cook's desk made him awake, "What's the matter Mr. Cook?"

Gasping Cook said, "Lorgé won't come in embassy today too!"

"He isn’t coming there since three or four days."

"But he is coming in Langley today."

Camshron hung the call and got up. He made a call to spy in Springfield.

The spy in there was sitting on a bench and was having a cup of cappuccino and was wearing goggles which could record happening things. His goggle had a microphone for conversation. Camshron shouted, "Where is he right now?"

"He just came in Springfield by route 495."

"495!"

"Yes sir. I guess he caught route 95 from 295."

"Why couldn’t he take 295? Who wants to revolve a big perimeter although short cut is available?"

"We have no idea. Agent on Suitland- Silver Hill gave us the information that he is heading towards Langley."

"So where is Lorgé now?"

"In his private car." spy said by looking at a running car, "He just passed me. I think he would be in Virginia in thirty minutes."

"Any other agent nearby to Virginia?"

"There are in Newport and Charlottesville."

"Why so distance gap?" bellowed Camshron in frustration.

"We were just told to be in those areas Detective Camshron."

Shit! Camshron then hung the call. Camshron asked to himself- Where can he go then? Where in Langley? He rose up from his desk and then started walking towards elevator. Mr. Fernsby appeared from nowhere in front of him and said, "Lorgé can be going anywhere and on the other hand he does not seem to be having much connection with this murder either."

"I think I am supposed to be doing my job right now."

"He is not the culprit and he is a person dwelling with his own personal problems due to murdered man."

"Yes he is not culprit but just have a look on this murder case. If we compare this action uniformly with Lorgé then you can get the one and only answer."

Mr. Fernsby stared back at him and said, "Is he going to be his next target then?"

"I think so."

"So this all has some link with Haq's murder?"

"Yes."

"What if you fuck up something?"

"Then the blame is on me."

Camshron headed towards the elevator and looked back at Mr. Fernsby who was looking at him with dissatisfaction.

He waited for the elevator to come and then went down from it.

When he went to the ground floor then heard an announcement, "Camshron, can you hear me? You may need some back up force there." He bellowed by looking towards the parking area where his car was parked, "No sir, I will call hidden agents in there."

He got in his car, turned on his radio where he could connect with spies in Groverton. Camshron started his car and said in radio, "Agent Lighthouse, follow Lorgé and if anyone is following him, keep on following."

"Right sir." the answer came.

Camshron rushed his car on main road neglecting many vehicles in front of him. He was driving his car in main route when heard in radio, "Sir an agent on route 95 of Virginia has contacted us. Lorgé might come in Langley."

Well not so far. "Is he being followed by someone else?"

"Just two of our cars, nobody else."

"Hang on…"

Camshron drove his car in bullet speed. Fortune was on his side.

Traffic light wasn’t turned red.

"Sir, a biker seems to be following him." said an agent from his car nearly three minutes later.

"Confirm?"

"Data confirmed."

Camshron took a short cut to the main route. He wanted to reach near to Lorgé as soon as possible. HIs car was soon running in above 10 km\h speed. The radio spoke but it was a call from agency, "Camshron, I see you are going near navy." It was Fernsby.

"Sir, Lorgé is being followed by a biker."

"Your location tagged. You are about two miles far from Navy force. Our other agents are also same distant from there." Camshron turned his car hard.

Rubber of tires made sound on paved road.

Camshron again took a cut but very narrow one. He took out a Point 45 Auto Star Pistol from car's drawer and put very near to him.