“It was probably not good for his digestion. It was late afternoon of the next day after he’d lost the navy scientist. His name was shit with his employer after having lost her once and missing her this time. They were adamant. She needed to be in their hands in two days or everything they had done would be all for nothing. They assured him that meant he would not get paid. He hated not getting paid. He turned to look at Dmitry, who approached cautiously. He had a terrible temper, and hi...s men knew it. They often gave him a wide berth when things didn’t go his way. “Alex,” Dmitry said, crouching down so that Alex didn’t have to look up. “What is it?” “I have information on the agent as you instructed.” “Talk,” he said, taking another bite of the succulent meat. “Special Agent Vincent Fitzgerald has been with NCIS for three years.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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