Just Business – continued

Act Three

“Do you and Lee split up and work different cases often, dear?” Dotty asked.

“Not often, no. And remember, Amanda wasn’t even an agent yet.” Lee answered for her.

“Yeah, but I was still your partner, Buster. And don’t you forget it.” Amanda poked him for emphasis. She took a breath, and continued her story. “So then the next morning…”


The next morning Amanda awoke alone. Lee’s side of the bed was cold-he had left hours before. She said a silent prayer for his safety and started her day.

In the restaurant, Ernst Kleinfelter magically appeared just after Amanda had ordered her breakfast.

“Frau Westermann, may I join you again this morning?” He asked politely.

“Yes of course, Herr Kleinfelter. Please.”

They sat and chatted amiably over breakfast.

“Will you be joining your husband today?” He asked nonchalantly.

“Not today, Herr Kleinfelter. Lee’s gone out of town on business again. He’ll be back tomorrow evening, so I’m sightseeing again.” She left the implied “alone” hanging between them. As expected, Kleinfelter took the bait.

“As it happens-my meeting last night was quite successful. My client is interested in a sizable order but I must wait a day or two for him to arrange the financing. So perhaps you would allow me to accompany you on your sightseeing? Of course, if you would rather be alone…” He trailed off.

“No, that’s very nice of you. I’ll admit I had fun yesterday-you seem to know all sorts of interesting places not listed in my guidebook.” She smiled at his offer.

“That’s settled then.” He smiled in return.

“I’ll just go up to my room and get my purse and sunglasses.”

“Yes-I have a few things to do myself. Shall we meet in the lobby in thirty minutes then?”

Once they had met up in the lobby, Herr Kleinfelter grabbed a cab and he and Amanda spent the day visiting various places around West Berlin. They had lunch at a small local café, and Herr Kleinfelter insisted on paying-again. It was a pleasant day for Amanda.

As they arrived back at the hotel late in the afternoon, Herr Kleinfelter looked hesitant.

“Frau Westermann-please-I am not trying to be forward but-please-your husband is out of town until tomorrow evening-and I am still at loose ends-would you consider accompanying me to dinner this evening?”

“Oh Herr Kleinfelter-I probably shouldn’t.” At his pleading eyes, she relented. She shrugged. “I guess I have to eat dinner anyhow.”

He smiled warmly. “Yes. Meet me in the lobby at seven, and please dress for dinner. I have in mind a special restaurant I have been meaning to visit-but I could not enjoy it alone. Your company provides me the perfect opportunity to do so.”

“All right. Seven in the lobby. See you then.”

She took the elevator up to the room. A few minutes later, the phone rang.


“Frau King.” It was Inspector Volkenauer. “We expect Herr Kleinfelter will try to convince you to carry his papers and pick up the payment. He commonly uses hotel desks-his contact leaves a package in the name of the mule and she leaves a package in return with the contact’s name on it. Kleinfelter has never been implicated in any of his trades. He will try to get you to agree tonight. That will give him time to make the arrangements.”

“I see. Um, Inspector…” Amanda trailed off.

“What is it, Frau King?”

She took a deep breath. “Well, I know Herr Kleinfelter has been a perfect gentleman so far but-will he-uh-expect me to…”

Inspector Volkenauer smiled. A trained agent and yet she still seemed the innocent. That’s why she was partnered with the Agency’s best-Scarecrow. He had read Scotland Yard’s report on their apprehension of the Mongoose-she had seemed like an innocent then also. “Frau King-so far Herr Kleinfelter has not made any advances toward any of his mules. He needs your goodwill-and you expect him to be a gentleman-so he will be a gentleman.”

“Oh good. Not that I couldn’t deal with it but it’s just easier if I don’t have to worry about him trying anything.”

“I understand. Get some rest and my men will be following you tonight.”

“Thank you, Inspector. Have a good evening.”

At 7:10pm, Amanda arrived in the lobby in an evening dress and a wrap. Herr Kleinfelter met her in formal wear and kissed her hand. “Frau Westermann, you look enchanting this evening. Please-we will take a taxi to the restaurant.”

They dined at a restaurant a few miles away-it was very elegant. As Inspector Volkenauer said-Herr Kleinfelter was a perfect gentleman.

After their dinner, Amanda declined dessert though she did have coffee. Then Herr Kleinfelter pitched his proposition to Amanda.

“Frau Westermann, you have been a most gracious companion these past days. I am grateful for your company.”

“Thank you, Herr Kleinfelter. I’ve had a good time.”

“As have I. I know you are eagerly awaiting your husband’s return tomorrow evening.”

“Yeah. Another day sightseeing. But I’ve not seen anything in the tourist book yet, so I’ll be OK.”

“Ah-well I have a request, Frau Westermann.”

“What is it?”

“While I was in my room, my business client contacted me. He is quite willing to do business but he is somewhat-insecure. He does not want to be seen with me-he is still trying to gain certain-concessions-from one of my competitors. And if we are seen together, they might not want to deal with him.”

“Gee, that’s too bad.”

“Yes. He did agree to complete the transaction-but only if I do not contact him directly.”

“So what will happen? How do you need my help?”

“Frau Westermann, I have no right to ask for your help.”

“Herr Kleinfelter-you’ve been so nice-I’d be pretty heartless if I didn’t offer to help you.”

He took Amanda’s hands. “Not everyone would offer to help.”

She smiled at him. “Well, just think of me as a helpful person.”

“You are an angel.”

“Thank you, Herr Kleinfelter.”

“I will make the arrangements, and we will meet again tomorrow at breakfast. Then I can tell you what I would like you to do.”

“OK, sounds good.”

He seemed shy, then he asked her another question. “Frau Westermann, would you allow me one more indulgence?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Please-come dancing with me.”

Amanda was taken aback. “You’ve been so nice-but my husband is away…”

He backpedaled quickly. “Forgive me-I should not have asked. I will now take you back to your hotel.” He seemed embarrassed and also somewhat upset with himself.

“Thank you, Herr Kleinfelter.” Amanda replied with some relief.

Back at the hotel-they exited the cab. It was a warm evening and the strains of the orchestra in the ballroom carried out into the night.

Ernst Kleinfelter noticed Amanda listening to the music-against his better judgment, he risked another try. “The music is sweet, Frau Westermann.”

“Yes it is-I just love the old tunes.”

“As do I. Please-it is still early-we are here at the hotel-would you honor me with a dance or two? Just so we can enjoy the music?”

Amanda’s heart lurched at his tone. It seems he was attracted to her. She really shouldn’t…but to refuse would seem cold-and she wanted him to think she liked him so he would continue to trust her and have her make the exchange tomorrow. And they needed to have her be the mule. So she reluctantly agreed.

“You have been a perfect gentleman so far…so yes. I’ll dance with you, Herr Kleinfelter.”

“You honor me, Frau Westermann.” He bowed and kissed her hand warmly.

They went into the ballroom and danced-then they had dessert and danced some more. As the evening wore on, Amanda noticed Herr Kleinfelter was less formal than he had been at the start. Finally, the band played Moonlight Serenade, and he pulled her close as they moved to the music. Then the orchestra took a break-and Amanda decided it was time to end their evening.

“Thank you for a lovely evening, Herr Kleinfelter.”

“I thank you for your charming company. And for your help tomorrow. We shall meet again at breakfast. I shall contact my client and have all the arrangements made by then.”

“All right-I’ll see you tomorrow morning, then.”

He kissed her hand lingeringly and pressed the elevator button. As the doors closed, separating them, Amanda breathed a sigh of relief. Back in the room, the phone rang shortly after Amanda returned.


“Frau King. May I come up to talk to you?”

“Of course, Inspector. I’ll be waiting.”

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door and Amanda admitted Inspector Volkenauer.

“You seemed to have a pleasant evening with Herr Kleinfelter.”

“It was nice-he is a gentleman. But I’m still determined to catch him-I really don’t like the idea of him selling machines that can make nuclear bombs. There are way too many of those in the world as it is.” She thought back to the Krushchenko case-that one came too close-she didn’t want to have to help disarm any more nuclear bombs ever again.

“He will give you a package and have you deliver it to a hotel-there will be another package there in your name waiting for you. You will pick up your package and bring it to him. Once he takes possession of that package, we will move in and arrest him. I will have men at the hotel waiting to apprehend his contact also.”

Amanda nodded. “Is there anything special I should do?”

“No-he thinks you are an innocent. Just make the exchange and we will be there to arrest him.”

“Inspector-can you answer a question for me?”

“What is it, Frau King?”

She hesitated, she wasn’t sure how to ask-so she just asked. “Has Herr Kleinfelter ever gotten…close to any of his mules?”

The Inspector nodded slowly. “He does seem…taken with you.”

“Should I be worried?”

“He has never directly harmed any of his mules-one was arrested-she spent some time in jail-but he left town immediately when the exchange was not completed. He has only harmed competitors or potential clients who unwisely threatened him. He is dangerous-but I truly believe you are safe. He needs you to make the exchange-he will not jeopardize that.”

Amanda mulled that over. “We’re meeting at breakfast-he’ll let me know what I need to do then.”

“Very well. I will have two new men watching you. Lindermann and Gebel will be at the hotel-once we find out which one it is. I will leave you now. Get a good night’s sleep.”

“Thank you, Inspector.”

End Act Three

Act Four

“How could you be so nice to that Kleinfelter guy, mom? He was trying to sell nuclear bombs!” Jamie sounded disgusted.

“It was machinery to make bombs or refine uranium-not the bombs themselves. Still, it was pretty bad. But I remembered how important it was to catch him, and then also he was very nice to me. I just played along, and I also knew that the inspector and his men were keeping tabs on us.” Amanda smoothed Jamie’s hair as she answered him.

“Yes, he sounded like he was being very nice, dear.” Dotty said in an innocent tone.

“Mother-he was a perfect gentleman. And I was just doing my job.” She shot Lee a look as he opened his mouth to speak. He closed it with a sour look. “As it was, I didn’t sleep too well that night. I was nervous.”


The next morning Herr Kleinfelter was already in the restaurant when Amanda came down. She greeted him as she sat down. “Good morning, Herr Kleinfelter.”

“Good morning, Frau Westermann. I trust you slept well?”

“Oh yes. So what do you have planned for today?

“We will first tour some ornamental gardens-and then before lunch I was planning on exchanging the packages-if you are still willing to help, that is.”

“Of course I am. Your client was able to make his arrangements then?”

“Yes, it’s a bit complicated, I’m afraid. You will go to the hotel-Hotel Marktplatz-and leave a package for my client-and pick up a package in your name for me.”

“In my name?”

Herr Kleinfelter looked a bit chagrined. “My client insists on this subterfuge-I do apologize if it makes you feel uncomfortable.”

“No-it’s just a bit strange, that’s all. So-where are these gardens?”

They finished their breakfast-Herr Kleinfelter paying once again and they took a taxi to the gardens.

At the gardens-people were all around. A man was selling photographs of the tourists.

“Please Frau Westermann-let us get a photograph. It will be a charming souvenir of our time together.” Herr Kleinfelter chided Amanda.

“Well-I guess it wouldn’t do any harm. Just the one, though. It is getting late and we don’t want to miss your appointment.” Amanda smiled and acquiesced-despite her feelings of misgiving. She didn’t want to make him suspicious-and there was no reason for her to refuse the innocent request. The job was almost finished.

They posed stiffly, and the man passed the photograph to Herr Kleinfelter, after receiving a generous tip. Then they took a taxi to a busy traffic circle. Kleinfelter paid the driver to wait-and they got out. Across the circle was Hotel Marktplatz. Amanda realized it was a very good setup. Kleinfelter could watch her but he was far enough away that if anything happened during the exchange he could get away easily and anyone staking out the hotel would have a difficult time getting to him. She could see how he had evaded Interpol for so long.

He pointed out the hotel to her and produced a small package. “Please take this to the concierge-he will take it and then you will ask for a package in your name-Amanda Westermann. It will not be large. If you would bring it to me, I would be eternally grateful. Then we can go to lunch. I have in mind a charming little café.” He smiled dashingly and kissed her hand.

“I’ll see you in a bit.”

“I shall count the minutes, Frau Westermann.”

Amanda took the package and put it in her purse. She walked around the traffic circle to the hotel. Inside she saw the front desk-and the concierge was sitting there-seemingly waiting for her.

“Hello-I have a package I need to drop off here.” She produced the package from her purse.

The concierge glanced at the name, nodded, and put it behind the desk.

“And I need to pick up a package for Amanda Westermann?”

The concierge nodded, walked back into an office, and returned with a brown envelope.

Amanda looked at it-her name was on the label. She nodded and put it in her purse. “Thank you.” She smiled and left the hotel.

She walked back to Ernst Kleinfelter and noticed two more taxis were parked around the taxi they had arrived in. She figured those taxis held the Interpol agents.

Amanda produced the envelope and handed it to Ernst Kleinfelter. “Here it is-I hope everything’s OK.”

“I am sure it is.” He took the envelope and placed it in his briefcase. “Now we shall go and have lunch-I think you will like the café I have chosen for us.”

Out of the corner of her eye, Amanda saw four men approach Kleinfelter. She stepped back to allow them access-one grabbed his arms and proceeded to handcuff him.

“Ernst Kleinfelter, you are under arrest for trafficking in restricted electronic components.”

Kleinfelter looked wildly around-and then spotted Inspector Volkenauer. He turned to level Amanda with a cold hard look. “So. Interpol. And I fell for it.”

“Herr Kleinfelter, you know what you do is illegal.” Amanda was not sympathetic.

“I trusted you. You betrayed me.” His tone chilled Amanda, but she continued.

“And if I had been arrested at the hotel? Would you have helped me?”

“You betrayed me-I will remember this. I will make you pay for your betrayal-no matter how long it takes-I will make you pay Amanda Westermann.”

“Take him away.” Inspector Volkenauer indicated his men should usher him back to the waiting cars. Once Ernst Kleinfelter was gone, the Inspector turned to Amanda. “Thank you, Frau King. With your invaluable help we will be able to put Ernst Kleinfelter in jail for a long time.”

“Thank you for being so quick, Inspector.”

“And now, Frau King-as you are free-would you allow me to buy you lunch as a token of my appreciation for your help?”

“I’d be happy to have lunch with you, Inspector. Especially as I know you’re not an illegal nuclear arms dealer.” She laughed.


“Wow, Mom! You helped arrest an international nuclear arms smuggler.” Jamie sounded highly impressed.

“Yeah-but it wasn’t very exciting-nobody got shot or even beat up…” Phillip was disappointed there had been so little action.

“Phillip! You should be glad! Your mother was very brave to help with that sting-that’s what you call it, right? A sting?” Dotty was eager to be in the know.

“Not exactly, mother. It was a setup-I was the mule-I carried his package for him-nothing more.”

“But you helped capture him-that’s what counts.” Dotty affirmed.

“Yes.” Lee stated. “Without Amanda, Ernst Kleinfelter would possibly be free today. Thanks to Amanda he’s been behind bars all these years.”

“Why don’t you boys get up to bed? Tomorrow is a school day.” Amanda looked fondly at her sons.

After goodnight hugs, the boys went upstairs.

“I think I’ll go back home as well.” Dotty got up. “Thank you for the story, Amanda. I know you can’t tell us much about what you do-it was very nice of you to share this with us. Now I have a better idea of what your jobs are like.”

“Yeah Dotty.” Lee answered. “Most of what we do is really routine-stakeouts, meetings…”

“Paperwork.” Amanda interjected. “Except someone always seems to avoid that part of it…” She looked pointedly at Lee.

“But you’re so much better at it than I ever will be…” He gave her one of his famous Stetson smiles.

“Oh you…”

“Goodnight, dears.” Dotty kissed Lee and Amanda. “Sleep well.” She left for her new apartment over the garage.

Later that evening, Amanda was nursing Emily in the rocking chair in their bedroom while Lee watched from the bed.

“You didn’t finish the story, Amanda.”

She looked up. “What do you mean?”

“You remember, you told me what happened after the arrest.” Lee continued the story for her.


Amanda and Inspector Volkenauer had lunch and then he took her to tour their facility in Berlin. He showed her every professional courtesy, and was quite charming.

As they toured the holding area-Amanda spotted Ernst Kleinfelter in a cell. He stood and gripped the bars-seemingly eager to wreak vengeance on Amanda.

Kleinfelter spoke in a hard cold voice. “Inspector Volkenauer-I congratulate you in your choice of operatives. It seems Interpol is finally getting more … quality … people to help.”

“Kleinfelter, you need to worry about yourself. You are going to prison for a long time.” The Inspector didn’t seem surprised by Kleinfelter’s taunts.

Kleinfelter stared coldly at Amanda, as if memorizing everything about her that he could. “No matter how long it takes-I will hunt you down Amanda Westermann-I never forget or forgive a betrayal. Never.”

Amanda’s blood ran cold at his threats-but she didn’t allow it to show. She turned to her escort. “Inspector-you promised you’d show me this office’s computer setup.” She took his arm.

“Of course-please, this way.”

They left Ernst Kleinfelter to rage in cold silence.


Amanda put the now sleeping Emily to bed in her room. When she returned, she replied. “I ended the story where I did because I didn’t want to scare them. Lee.”

She got into bed and Lee put his arms around her. He nodded. “I know. And you know he’s still in prison. So your fears then-and now-are groundless.”

“Maybe.” She nodded slowly. Then she got a distant look. “But there was something about his eyes-I know if he gets the chance he’ll try to come after me.”

“He’s in prison in Germany. You’re over here. And you have me to protect you.”

“Just like I watch your back. I love you Lee.” She kissed him deeply.

“And I love you Amanda. We’ve come a long way since then.”

“But it was worth it. You had to be sure it was really me you wanted-you had to go through a lot of stuff before you could decide.”

“Yeah. And I’m eternally grateful I did finally decide. On you.”

“On us Stetson-on us.” They kissed again, and turned out the light.


Lee lay awake as Amanda slept. He recalled the rest of the case.


Lee had returned to the hotel in the early evening. They dined at a nearby restaurant where they wouldn’t have to dress for dinner. He was tired, but he related to Amanda his activities in East Berlin. As he had promised, it was long, dull, and uneventful. “Amanda, I sat around a lot, waiting for people to hand me stuff. I was bored, but eventually I got it done, and now I’m back, safe and sound and in one piece.”

“That’s nice, Lee.” Amanda toyed with her food and didn’t meet Lee’s eyes. She hadn’t really spoken much except to agree or quietly urge him on. Something was bothering her.

“Amanda, what is it?”

She was quiet.

“Amanda, please. Talk to me. Are you OK? Did everything go OK with Kleinfelter-did he hurt you?”

“Oh yeah-it was textbook-Inspector Volkenauer arrested him-he’s going to prison-it will be OK.” She sounded like she was trying to convince herself. She wouldn’t meet his eyes, and now she was wringing her hands in her lap.

He leaned forward and gently took her hands in his. “Amanda-please tell me what’s bothering you.”

She fidgeted for a moment, then seemed to come to some decision. She still wouldn’t meet his eye as she talked in a low tone. “I know I shouldn’t be bothered-but-he looked at me-he said he’d remember and come after me-he said he’d hunt me down no matter how long it took…” She trailed off.

Lee nodded. He had suspected something like this. “You haven’t been in on the final capture too often, Amanda. Usually you’re out of it by then. Don’t take it personally.”

“I know I shouldn’t-but the way he stared at me-it was really creepy.” She looked up and he saw she was truly afraid.

He shifted his chair and put his arm around her shoulders. She leaned into him. “They try to psych you, Amanda. What he did is just another way of trying to psych you.”

She nodded against his chest. “I know but he seemed so intense-so different. Not at all like he was when we were together.”

“He’s a killer. He trades in illegal nuclear components-it’s a rough business. He had to charm you to get you to be his mule-once he knew you were with Interpol he could drop the façade.”

“I know all that-but the way he looked at me when he said it-like he marked me or something-Lee he really means to get me for this.” She was genuinely worried.

“He’s going to prison for a long time. Whether he means to get you or not-you’ll be across the ocean and free. Forget about it.”


He tried a diversion. “Our plane doesn’t leave until tomorrow evening. Is there anything you’d like to do tomorrow…together?”

“I’ll let you choose, Lee. After all, you know Berlin pretty well.”

He smiled at her-she was trying to be agreeable and go along with his diversion. She could be a pleasant companion-but they still fought quite a bit nonetheless. And she was a magnet for trouble!

They had a good professional partnership, and it was best they keep it that way-professional. Lee enjoyed Amanda’s friendship-but if they were to take it further… too many complications. Too many potential problems. When he got back to DC he’d date-but maybe it was time to change his strategy-no more good-time party girls-maybe a woman who was more-sensible-more mature and elegant. Yeah-elegance over flash. He and Amanda were good friends-but Lee had needs that she couldn’t satisfy. He remembered meeting that UN translator, Leslie O’Connor. She fit the image of the type of woman he wanted to date now.

“How about we drive the autobahn? We can drive out-have lunch and a bit of shopping-and be back in Berlin well in time for our flight. I figure you’ve seen enough of Berlin for a while. What do you say?”

“Sounds good, Lee.” She gave him the first genuine smile he had seen since his return. She would be OK, now. He could have a pleasant day with his best friend, and when he returned to DC, he could start up with a new girlfriend. A new type of girlfriend. Things were looking up.


Lee sighed as he realized Amanda had been right. He’d had to ‘go through a lot of stuff’ before he could realize Amanda was the only woman for him. For the rest of his life. He sighed contentedly and settled against his wife to sleep peacefully.


Author’s note:

This is the obligatory ‘flashback’ episode to help tide us over while Amanda’s on maternity leave. She can’t go out in the field, so we fall back on an ‘old’ case to fill the time. Cheer up-in real TV, it could easily have been a retrospective episode-pieces cut from previous episodes to make a ‘new’ one with minimal cost and time. And it also serves several other functions. One-it allows the family to participate and get to know what they do a bit, without compromising national security. Two-it allows us a brief glimpse into post-birth family life. Three-it gives us a good compare/contrast to SMK then and ‘now’, and how the characters and situations have changed. Four-it allows the author to operate in her comfort zone-within the series. While most SMK writers prefer post-series adventures, this author is still enjoying the many stories from within and before the series that are clamoring to be written. These season 7 episodes are the first lengthy efforts the author has made in post-series stories. Hopefully you have enjoyed them, and the rest of season 7. Comments are always welcomed, and greatly appreciated.


  • By Anne, April 17, 2009 @ 8:06 pm

    Ermintrude-enjoyed this epsiode. I loved the tie-in with the Inspector from Our Man In Tegernsee. It was interesting seeing Amanda work with Interpol. You write early Lee and Amanda so well. I also have a personal connection to this story remembering you writing it while sitting on my sofa. :)

  • By Jennifer Cannon, April 17, 2009 @ 10:24 pm

    This is wonderful, Ermintrude–a great flashback episode and a very creepy villain–he gives me chills. If he ever did get out—
    One of my favorite stories of the season–I loved this :)


  • By Charlie, April 17, 2009 @ 11:41 pm

    Good story, Ermintrude. I liked the idea of Amanda doing some ‘spy stuff’ on her own. Thanks for the good read!


  • By Roberta Hart, April 18, 2009 @ 5:32 am

    Wow, Ermintrude! Another fantastic story. I see a future story idea in this one! The interplay between Lee and Amanda was spot on. Thanks so much for writing!

  • By ec, April 18, 2009 @ 4:24 pm

    OK- Amanda had her picture taken with the bad guy. So what happened to the photograph?
    Is it the basis for another story? He gets out and tracks Amanda down, using the old picture?

  • By Patti, April 18, 2009 @ 6:54 pm

    I really enjoyed this episode. It made perfect sense of the points you stated in your note. Great job!

  • By Melinda, April 19, 2009 @ 2:41 pm

    Yes, I can see a future episode as well. The pre-dating Lee and Amanda was just right. Was Lee awake and did he realize he had his arm around Amanda? I think so. I would like to see another episode with Inspector Volkenauer making a bigger play for Amanda. Inspector Volkenauer was a handsome fellow. I was so glad to see that character get a story. I can’t wait to read more!

  • By Ana, April 19, 2009 @ 6:24 pm

    Ermintrude you are on a roll…..fantabulous story!

  • By Loretta, April 20, 2009 @ 1:32 am

    great story. enjoyed reading it very much

  • By calinour72, April 22, 2009 @ 7:17 pm

    I enjoyed the story very much but was a bit disapointed that this was not a follow up to Joe’s death and baby Stetson’s birth–hopefully in the upcoming episode we will see our carachters dealing with the fall out of joe’s death–Lee’s guilt?, the boys maybe blaming Lee the seasoned Agent–Amanda on the fence between the boys and Lee??–lots of option that I hope will not go unused.

  • By Heather, April 22, 2009 @ 8:36 pm

    Great job, as usual, Ermintrude. I also liked the tie-in with “Our Man in Tegernsee.” A great way to tide us over until Amanda can get back in on the action.

  • By smkfan, May 1, 2009 @ 3:02 pm

    another wonderfull episode, are we going to get another to follow up to this? the picture is still out there. keep it coming

  • By Mary R., May 5, 2009 @ 4:06 pm

    Very impressive story. I enjoyed the pairing of Amanda and Inspector Volkenaurer so much, that I’d like to see them work together again–next time with a jealous Lee.

    I wondered what repercussion might come from the photograph taken of Amanda and Kleinfelter. The story begs for a sequel.

    Thanks for sharing.

  • By Sue, May 11, 2009 @ 6:52 pm

    Great job, Ermintrude. I love the flashbacks. Hmm do I smell sequel. . . have to explain what happend with the photograph.

  • By Terry Kay, August 5, 2009 @ 9:59 pm

    Good story! I’m picking up a theme this season; we’re up to 3 unresolved villians, so far. Wonder if any will visit before the season end????

  • By berniej, August 21, 2009 @ 2:25 am

    It was good to have Amanda carry through a job of her own and finish it without any back up from Lee for a change, I obviously prefer them together but Amanda would make a really good ‘spy’ all on her own…she has a great way with people and doesn’t take herself too seriously unlike her partner!

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