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he’ll find you,”
Chloe said.
    “After you decline their offer for a new
life, they’re going to try to get the information out of you through more
barbaric means. I want to avoid that, so just give us something. If it’s
possible, I would really like to spare you that pain.”
    “What is this? Are you playing good cop
with me or something?”
    “No. I’ve seen the effects of torture,
and I don’t want to be a part of it. I’m asking you, if not for me, then for
yourself. Give us something so I don’t have to be a part of something so
inhumane.”
    Chloe searched his eyes. There was no
sign that he was lying. He didn’t even have the eyes of a battle hardened
soldier. He looked more like some sympathetic civilian. Either this guy is the
best actor I have ever seen, or he’s actually telling me the truth, Chloe
thought.
    “I won’t tell you where Markus is.
That’s just too much of a risk for me. I can tell you that those guys came from
Atlanta, and that’s where they’re going back to.”
      “Thank you,” Nathan said and got up to go
tell Sam what he had just found out.
    When he walked into the hall, he found
that Sam was just getting off the phone with someone.
    “What’s going on?” Nathan asked.
    “I was just arranging transport for
Chloe,” Sam said.
    Nathan explained what he had learned
from talking to Chloe.
    “I need to call Campbell back and tell
him about this. Zane should probably know that the Atlanta facility is going to
be doubly hard to take over, too,” Sam said as she pulled her phone out of her
pocket.
    “Hello,” Campbell said.
    Sam then explained the whole situation
to him.
    After Campbell was off the phone, he called
Zane and Dan into his office and explained everything to them.
    “I think that we should step back from
this temporarily, sir. I had previously feared that we were walking into a
death trap, but now I’m sure of it,” Zane said.
    “I need this op to continue. We can’t
just sit idly by after the attack in Texas. We have to strike, and we have to
strike now,” Campbell said.
    “Are you sure that we can’t be given a
little more time to come up with a viable plan?” Dan asked.
    “No, I have faith that the two of you
can lead my men to victory. You did it in Tampa, and I have no reason to believe
that you won’t do it again.”
    Dan started to say something else to Campbell,
but Zane laid a hand on his shoulder to calm him. Zane knew that Campbell’s
mind was made up and that arguing over it would only lessen the time they had
to prepare.
    “We’ll get it done,” Zane said.
    Zane and Dan exited the room.
    “So do you have a plan?” Dan asked.
    “No, not at all. We’re just going to
have to hope for the best on this one.”
    The two men walked back to their
makeshift office and continued to make phone calls while both knowing that what
was just over the horizon was going to be deadly.
    * * * * *
    By three, Jason and the others had
woken up and gone back to the office in Washington.
    “I’m still tired,” Lee said while
yawning.
    “Get used to it if you’re going to help
us out here at the CIA. Everyone seems to always be working strange hours,
especially me,” Jason said.
    They walked to John Campbell’s office
and went inside.
    “I think that all of you have a lot of
things to talk about,” Jason said before exiting the office.
    “I hear that you have all had a large
role in helping out Agent Fisher over the last few days. If you could elaborate
on what each one of you did and how much you know about our situation, I would
be grateful,” Campbell said.
    They explained the events of the last
few days and how they were involved in them.
    “All right, I would like to offer you
all something different. Ms. Morris, I want you to work with us as a
consultant. Your knowledge of our enemy would make you an irreplaceable part of
my team. Mr. Higgins, given your ability to work with electronics and your
ability to forge passports and IDs, I