The Nightingale ch 20White Collar: The NightingaleChapter Twenty "I'm not eating this." "You should at least try it." "No way. Worst case scenario: it's been poisoned. Best case scenario: it's just bird spit. Neither one of those options sound particularly appetizing." Neal's quiet chuckle carried over the discrete ear transmitter that Peter was wearing. Sitting alone in The Golden Phoenix restaurant Peter poked at the bird's nest soup with a wide ceramic spoon. The soup had a strange consistency like a gelatin that turned Peter's stomach. Neal was in the van with Jones and Diana listening in on the action. "Its been nearly half an hour." Peter
The Nightingale ch 19White Collar: The NightingaleChapter Nineteen "Neal!" "Hey, Mozzie." Neal greeted as he took a step back and put his hands up to keep the overly excited Mozzie at a safe distance. "Whoa, easy Tiger, no hugging." "I thought you were dead." "He almost was." Peter said. "Oh...hello, Suit." Mozzie said as though just noticing Peter before turing back to Neal. "What happened?" "I finally got shot." Neal smiled ruefully and gingerly touched his side. "Congratulations!" Mozzie crowed proudly. "Congratulation?" Peter repeated. "It's a badge of honor." Mozzie explained. "Besides chicks dig scars." "'Chicks' already dig
The Nightingale ch 18White Collar: The NightingaleChapter Eighteen Neal kept quiet while Peter continued to stare at the drawing of Liao who he had identified as Jian Zhang. His tone made Neal believe that Zhang wasn't the only one who blamed Peter for the death. Eventually Peter put the drawing down. "We thought that we were closing in on a small money laundering operation." Peter began explaining. "What we didn't know was that they had also just received a large shipment of meth. We walked in on a much more volatile situation than we had the man power to deal with. They scattere