Wednesday. FBI Holding Facility. Austin, Texas.
EVAN WAS READY TO drop. The whole team was, but they had work to do yet. Much of the heavy lifting was being done by the FBI, but it still fell to their team to make sure everything happened as it should. It would be their hides Zora skinned if something went amiss now that they had Obran-or whatever his real name was-in custody.
Damn. Evan still couldn't believe the man had actually been there. The whole time they'd strategized going in after Felecia. They'd thought the most they'd find was her, her mother and brother, and the files.
They were well on their way to being done with this. It was an unexpected relief. But it also brought on all new stress.
Evan scrubbed a hand over his face and peered at the cameras.