Chapter 112: Caleb, Ramon

Thursday. FBI Holding Facility. Austin, Texas.

CALEB STUDIED THE PLAIN looking building behind the tall chain-link fence. The place was built like a fortress. But every site had its weaknesses and this one was no secret. Like most modern buildings it relied too heavily on technology to sustain it, from programmed thermostats that maintained optimal temperatures in server rooms to the automated security systems.

That was going to be their way in.

Of the forty-eight people given orders to report to the ready site, only thirty-five were present. At least ten were still on their way. The remaining three had slipped off and left on their own according to others. Caleb would worry about them later, after this was over. Most importantly though, he had his two best techs on-site. With them here and their other people back at their headquarters he expected to take the entire facility offline right before they made their attack.