The case

Johnny took a long, hot shower. It helps soothe his sore muscles. The damage was minor, just a few bruises and stripes on his butt. It was a relief to know that no trace would be visible once he put on his clothes.

He stopped to buy coffee on his way to work. He didn't want to be near the coffee pot area in the office. Fellow officers would try to get him to talk, and Johnny wasn't in the mood. He walked away quietly, nodded to the clerk, and then got into the elevator, without saying a word to the security guard of the building accompanying him.

“Agent Kudo.” Johnny set down his leather briefcase next to his desk, and put coffee next to his keyboard before turning to the officer who had just appeared.

"YES?"

“There was a message for you late last night. Clerk brought it up this morning.” The young man handed the message to Johnny and left.

“Thanks,” Johnny mumbled following the young man's back and looking down at the message. Agents at the FIA called. Johnny looked at his watch and