“Mr. Silk?”


    Reaching out slowly, she tapped a single manicured nail on the picture as she continued. “This woman, Evelyn Hart, is wanted in multiple countries for a variety of reasons- just about everything you could imagine, from assassinations to war crimes. She is extremely dangerous. So, I hope you can understand why we are taking this very seriously. If you would prefer to have your lawyer present, I understand. But we would appreciate any information that you could provide.”


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    ''Fucking FBI... and Fuck Eve for fucking things up. Again.''


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    But why, of all the agents available, was he the one that she got stuck with? She knew it was because he was the one that brought Evelyn Hart to their attention, but still...


    “You disagree, Agent Smith? What would you have us do?”


    Jane sighed, shaking her head. While that was an option, she didn''t have confidence in it working. “The evidence is all circumstantial; his lawyer would rip it apart in seconds. Plus, you have to consider that he probably wouldn''t crack.”


    Jane scoffed, turning a stern eye in his direction. “Yes, but the cards of Senior Agents have additional temporary enchantments. Specifically one-way voice transmission. Everything Mr. Silk says for the next two weeks will be sent directly to us and recorded, just in case.”