And now, our secret parking garage meeting. Why do people always think these are good places for secret meetings? Sound echoes so much in parking garages, especially empty ones in the dead of night. Will is there to meet Daniel, a.k.a. yet another person Will uses to get what he wants no matter what the cost to the person graciously doing him a favor, who gets nothing but trouble in return. Will waits for Daniel with his mouth hanging open, not even trying to look intelligent anymore. At least he put a hat on that silly hair, though. Daniel pulls up in an old Volvo, because no one on this show gets to drive anything nice or new ever. Daniel gets out and hands Will some files, begging him not to ask him for any more favors like this again, because if anyone found out what he did, he'd be in all kinds of trouble from the CIA. He asks Will why he couldn't just follow official channels to get the information, and Will says that would have taken a long time. Now that Daniel thinks he risked everything just to spare Will a few months of waiting, Will complains that Daniel could only find information on six of the seven names he asked for. Daniel gives us a brief summary of what he uncovered: all six of the names he was able to find were CIA agents, and they all worked in the Middle East division in the '80s. Of those six, two of them died in the line of duty, one died of cancer, one has dementia, one writes successful mass-market paperbacks, and he couldn't find anything on the sixth, Donald Bloom. Daniel asks Will what this is about. Will refuses to tell him and asks for more information, because he's an asshole. "Ungrateful bastard," Daniel says. "Can I keep this?" Will asks of the files. Daniel finally stops letting Will walk all over him and grabs the files back, saying he's going to fail his next polygraph now. As he walks away, his life probably ruined, Will smiles. What a dick.