Sonja Percy was worried about her own self. She was saddened not only at the death of her former partner, Christopher LaSalle, but also that she was unable to attend his burial service. She thought that she could have taken his loss better if she had been able to be with others who loved him as much as she did. There was a horrible pain in her body that she had never felt before. She couldn't think straight. She often found herself on the verge of tears.

She had spoken with Tammy Gregorio twice. The conversations deeply troubled her. She knew that Pride would not be able to escape going off the rails once again. While he never said it, she knew that there was a special bond between Pride and LaSalle. If she had been honest, she knew there was a special relationship between all the team members and Pride except her. She also knew that she was the one who had put the barrier up between the two of them. While she had saved the lives of all her teammates more than once, her only real bond with Pride would be when she was assigned to protect his daughter Laurel during a specific incident. Percy was caught off guard by an assassin but at the last moment recovered from being attacked and shot the intended killer saving Pride's daughter's life.

But for some reason, Percy kept him at arm's length. While her personal interaction with Brody and LaSalle and later Gregorio grew into deep friendships, for some reason she could not or rather would not allow a relationship between the two of them. LaSalle rode her ass about it especially after he observed how close she worked with Raymond Isler who would later recommend her for a position with the FBI International Office.

Sonja was further disturbed by how shaky she felt on her next mission. She knew she was distracted but was finally able to get herself together enough to focus on the danger not to get killed.

Her second mission after learning of his passing went a lot smoother. One reason she thought was because she had worked with several of these agents before. She was glad to be heading back to the States and was thinking about taking a week or so off.

Percy noticed in her stack of mail that she had a note telling her that she had a package at the Concierge desk. The next morning, she stopped to get it after going out for her run. The return address surprised her. New Orleans Police Department? She wondered to herself how they found her and what could they possibly want from her?

She waited until she got cleaned up to open the package. Inside she found a note and several other items.

Dear Agent Percy:

My name is Richard Marino. We never had the opportunity to meet while you were in New Orleans. Like you, I had the privilege of being partnered with Chris LaSalle. Last week several of us went to Chris' home and helped pack up his belongings.

During our time there we came across several journals that belong to him. One had several entries about you. Please excuse me for reading a few of them. I was trying to find a name or a context when I kept seeing the code name "City Mouse". Finally, I found an entry where he used your surname and was able to discover who you were. I am including that journal in here along with a few photographs that we found.

I am trusting that your heart is doing better in trying to deal with LaSalle's death than mine. We were brought back into each other's orbit just a couple years ago where he helped me get myself together and get back on the straight and narrow. I know it is difficult, but we must take it one day and one step at time realizing how fortunate we were to know this fine officer.

I hope LaSalle's words will bring you comfort.

Sincerely, Richard Marino.