Crooked Rose and the CIA---episode 6

The thug got to her waist when suddenly—
“Let her by” Tortusky said. Karen gave the thug a smug look and walked by, swishing her hair into his face. “Tank you”
“No problem, what’s brings you to these parts?”
“I was sent by my contractor to find and buy a certain painting”
“Well, I have a lot of paintings, which do you need?”
“One by a painter named Deraldo”
“I bought one recently as a matter of fact. Say, what’s a pretty girl like yourself working for people like us?”
“Well, a girl’s gotta make a living somehow. Anyvay, I will buy the painting for three million dollars”
“Sorry, I forgot to mention it wasn’t on sale” Tortusky sneered. “But I can sell you other paintings” he offered. “No thank you, I really need the Deraldo painting”
“As I said, it is not on sale” Tortusky said. His two Greek girls stood up and left. Karen looked over her shoulder and walked up to the young man. “Are you sure there is no way I can get that painting?” she started to rub his hair. “I’m really—“ Before he could finish his sentence, Karen had put her head forward and kissed him. “Getting a little physical, are we?” Falcon asked. Karen pulled her head away. Tortusky had a stunned look on his face…

---Back at headquarters---

Sorr it isn't long, but i decided to do something special for this two week asbcence of mine...

“I can’t believe that after I kissed him he didn’t sell me the painting!” Karen screamed in utter frustration. She and Vincent were walking down the hall to get to the conference room. They walked inside to see the Deraldo painting on the table. “We have a problem” Kerrigan said. Karen and Vincent seated themselves. “What’s wrong?”
“The painting mysteriously and unmarked came in this morning. We don’t know who sent it” Kerrigan said. “We sent it through tests and there wasn’t anything wrong with it nor any tracking devices” Kerrigan continued. Vincent was observing the painting. “There is another thing...Corren escaped”
“What?!” everyone were bewildered. “We have no idea who did it, but they were experts. They only thing we found in his cell was a blue handkerchief with the symbol of a black wolf on it” Kerrigan threw the handkerchief on the table. Karen started to scrutinize the piece of clothing. “Oh, and there is one more thing?”
“Does it end?” Vincent asked. “We have a new agent joining us” Kerrigan said…