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process. Even the polygraph test hadn't fazed her. She'd finished the sixteen-week New Agent Training course at the top of her class, coming away from the experience with a new love for martial arts. As soon as she'd been assigned to a district office of the Criminal Investigative Division, she'd found a dojang and a teacher to instruct her in the Korean martial art of Taekwondo.
    She'd gained her Ph.D. in psychology by focusing specifically on behavioral and forensic psychology, so she'd started out as a profiler. After a year, and a one hundred percent accuracy rating on all of the cases thrown at her, she'd gained a name for herself as one of the best profilers in the Division. She'd also earned her first-degree black belt, which proved to the chauvinistic agents around her that she was more than just a brain in a pretty body. She was a brain in a pretty lethal body.
    After another year of flawless service, she'd finally requested a transfer to work in the organized crime unit. Her exemplary work had helped her superiors decide in her favor and she'd begun putting together cases against the various 'families' involved in the mob.
    It had really only been recently that the familial structure to the Mafia had resurfaced. For a while, the whole thing had degenerated into loose affiliations between unrelated people, but then Salvatore Carlotti had taken over as head of the dying organization and breathed new life into it.
    He'd managed to instill a sense of honor and respectability into his subordinates and brought back the idea that if one person was a member, then everyone related to them was a member and therefore should be taken care of with the same amount of respect. He gave people a sense of belonging that was missing in their lives. Unfortunately, he did it through extortion, assault, murder, torture, burglary, drug trafficking, and selling guns on the black market.
    Two years later, Rebecca Raines had requested to be placed undercover as Erica Raineri and she'd been given the green light. The only thing she'd continued from her previous life was her martial arts training and she'd recently been awarded her fifth degree black belt.
    Rain thought over the twists and turns her life had taken. She hadn't spoken to her father since shortly before joining the Bureau and she didn't really have any urge to do so. As it was, while undercover, she was to have no contact with anyone from her former life. It was just as well. She didn't have anything to say to him anyway.
    She stood up from the couch and looked around at the dark living room. She flipped on a light and went to the kitchen to fix herself a late dinner. She'd call this Doc person tomorrow and deal with things as they came. She'd just have to focus on the greater good when it came down to crunch time.
     
    The flight went surprisingly fast, and Case found herself at a motel on Western Avenue in Hollywood just a little after one in the morning. She'd checked her account to find the earlier deposit of thirty-five thousand dollars, along with a new deposit of five thousand, which had more than covered the one-way ticket she'd bought. She knew she could have stayed at a swanky hotel if she'd wanted to, but growing up poor had made her very aware of money and how to cut corners on spending it, so here she was at a motel that didn't mind customers that paid by the hour.
    She was hungry and she remembered the 7-11 they'd passed as the cab drove down Hollywood Boulevard to drop her off onto Western Ave. Thinking back, she figured it probably wasn't much over a mile of a walk, so she grabbed her motel key and headed out. It didn't occur to her, until after she'd started walking down the lamp lit street, that she should probably feel nervous about walking around the city in the middle of the night. But she actually felt very calm. It was quiet for the most part, and there were no annoying tourists around to get in her way, so she strolled comfortably down the Boulevard, hands