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Just then, Chloe makes her grand entrance to FBI HQ and Larry escorts her into a glass-walled conference room facing his entire staff while Janis glares at her. Chloe states the obvious that sniffing out a mole is a sensitive assignment and might be best carried out somewhere a little less expose-rrific. Unfortunately, that room is the only place Chloe will be able to access the network she needs, and she calls the system inefficient, mentioning that whoever set it up didn't know what they were doing. Larry hilariously says "I set up the network that way", and Chloe responds "Oh, OK." Haha. To cover his hurt feelings, Larry decides to take a couple swipes at Jack Bauer, telling Chloe she's lucky to have survived the experience of working with him for 7 years...citing all the people around Jack that wound up dead. Chloe takes offense to this, and tells Larry that Jack is the most trustworthy and honorable man she knows. She dismisses him, telling him he needs to stop obsessing over Jack and worry about the mole in his office.

Outside the conference room, Agent Erika DeadSlut saunters up to Janis' desk and IDs Chloe. When Janis tells her Chloe is there to search for lingering CIP Breaches, DeadSlut casually notes that Chloe has been de-active for years and the assignment isn't exactly her area of expertise. As Erika skips off, Janis stews suspiciously and glares at Chloe.

We cut to Dubaku entering the lobby of a busy hotel to meet that nameless suit he talked to earlier. The suit hands him passports and his travel itinerary, mentioning there's a plane fueling now that will fly him and Marika to the Cayman Islands, where they'll be able to catch a flight to Belize. Dubaku asks for a car and driver for Marika, and the suit says he doesn't know if he can find someone trustworthy on such short notice. This prompts Dubaku to note the dude at the bar, two dudes upstairs, and others outside who should be available. Dubaku smells a rat and knows they see him as a liability now and plan to take him out. Unfortunately for the nameless U.S. Baddies, Dubaku has an insurance policy which is basically a file containing the names and bank account numbers of every coconspirator. If anything should happen to him or Marika, the file will be sent to the Justice Department! That Dubaku is one smart cookie! As he leaves for the plane, the new Big Suited Baddie calls someone and confirms that they were planning to take Dubaku out, but can't do it...that they actually have to help him escape the country.

Back in Marika's apartment, Rosa comes rolling into her bedroom just as she finishes packing and changing. Busted! Rosa demands to know what's up, and Marika tells her the sunny "We're all moving to Belize!" story. Rosa, of course, is having none of that. They get into an argument again about "Samuel" and how he's lying to her. The back and forth is all very dramatic and like a weird African Immigrant Telenovela, or something. Marika's all: "You're jealous of me, and no man is ever good enough!" Then Rosa's all: "The Generale Colonel is a baaaad man." And then Marika's all: "Let me have my chance at happiness! You cannot stop me!"

Fortunately for us viewers, this argument is interrupted when Jack and Renee bust through the door with guns drawn and order the sisters to their knees with hands behind heads! After confirming the apartment is Ike free, they demand to know where Dubaku is. Marika has no clue who they are talking about, so they show her a cell phone picture. She tries to cover for him, saying she doesn't know who that is, but Rosa spills the beans and tells them he calls himself Samuel Aboa and that her sister was about to leave her for him! Sounds to me like Rosa has some kind of weird obsession thing going on with her sister. Jack wants to know if she works for him and knows what he is. She tells him she doesn't work for him, and that he's "everything" to her. Jack and Renee should be credited for not puking or even rolling their eyes at this little piece of melodrama.

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