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"FBI! NOBODY MOVE!" Blue jackets swarm the clearing. Dozens of them. They move with precision, surrounding Miller’s team, disarming them, forcing them to their knees. It’s the real cavalry. The Clean Team from DC. An agent approaches us. He’s older, wearing a windbreaker that says INTERNAL AFFAIRS. He looks at Leon. He looks at the shotgun. "Put it down, son," the agent says. "It's over." Leon looks at the agent. He looks at Miller’s body.

and slid my hand in the pocket of my puffer jacket and took a shot. I sighed when it rang through the cramped walls, his body falling beside me with a loud thud, blood seeping out of the hole in his head, and I looked away. I stood up, heaving and rubbing the sore spot on my stomach. The burn of the small pistol I had triggered pressed on my skin when I shook off my nerves and opened the door to where the deal was going on. Antonio Fazio and his men were ready. He cursed when he stared at me and at my golden badge on the hip that said Federal Bureau of Investigation Agent Elena Hill Ali with Department of Justice.

Damien receives it with his two hands as he takes a slight bow. “Thank you sir” Damien replied with a smile, also responding to the greetings from the other officials. The Chairman of the FBI, Caspian Murphy was also in an Italian suit also, he had a blue shirt underneath with a little blue tie to match. Aged 47, he was of tall height and a very fair complexion. He was always on a low hair cut, with some little blackish spot on his face, signifying the acne he had as a young man. The rest of the officers were all dressed in their corporate uniforms.

Instead, he pulled out his phone, tapped the screen, and held it out to her. Maya took it, her breath catching as she read the official government seal at the top of the document. Federal Bureau of Investigation. Special Agent Declan Wright. Status: Deep Cover. "Jesus Christ," she breathed. "You're FBI." "Was," he corrected. "Technically, I'm on extended leave. Burnout, they called it. PTSD from a case that went wrong." His smile didn't reach his eyes. "Turns out watching your partner die because someone in your own agency leaked information to a crime syndicate will do that to you."