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Thankfully the Manager wasn't insistent on a warrant when you asked him to check his records. It didn't take much time to confirm from surveillance that Ken Brac indeed was a regular customer here and the Manager's recollection was generally correct in his buying habits. It did take a bit longer...

The employee offered a brief smile as you asked for the Manager, clearly assuming you were more of a dissatisfied guest then anything as she made a hasty retreat to a backroom, appearing a moment later with an older, potbellied gentlemen who was in the process of taking off a butchers apron with...

The team dispersed as soon as the meeting was finished. As you left the conference room to head out yourself, two of your fellow FBI Agents were waiting outside the room and unlike nearly everyone else in the office, both of them were open carrying while in the office, wearing their tee shirts...

With the orders issues, Alexander was the first to rise. "I'll get on interrogating Greg Kebral right away," he said, before turning to you. "I'll ask your Boss about a spare desk or workstation," he then added. [1] Ask the Agent-in-Charge yourself about that instead of him before you leave...

There were nods of agreement around the table over the overriding goal of bagging them all for whatever was happening here and it seemed unanimous. "Taking down the head of the Black Dragons, Bannak, it'll be a big Win. There'll be more then enough credit to go around," ATF Agent Bouten then...

Federal Building Federal Courthouse Private Meeting Room Folders were laid out. Even everything you didn't manage to cover in the briefing last night was in everyones nightly reading so anything you didn't cover, the others should've been aware of from the reports the rest of you had written...

The Next Morning 5:00 AM Jimmy would be here soon, preferably with coffee. There were no messages from the FBI guys on surveillance, but there was some notes on your laptop from Robb, via Frank who apparently wasted no time in visiting the OCP offices that evening. - OCP Internal...

"Exactly. He's not working with a foreign country," Alexander Conklin then said agreeing with you. "Ken Brac came up as a criminal, not a foreign government asset. He's doing this spook stuff by the numbers. Crossing T's and dotting I's but he's not hiding it very well," hen then explained. "If...

Federal Building Federal Courthouse Private Meeting Room There were a few exchanged glances, especially between the marshals as you informed them of the bedroom situation in the apartment before asking your own followup question to the two Marshals. Rose, being the Senior, spoke up first...

Federal Building Federal Courthouse Private Meeting Room Jimmy was happy. And that seemed to lighten the mood quite a bit as the hoagies everyone was having for dinner were for the most part being finished up. Jimmy was wiping his lips clean of excess coleslaw and mayonnaise with the last of...

It wasn't even a matter of making the calls. Between the two Marshals having already worked with the State Police and your own Boss at the FBI Field Office, it only took a pair of phone calls en route back to the surveillance vehicle that got you the resources you had asked to be available for...

Conklin unlocks the fusebox in the stairwell in the span of a few seconds with his lockpick gun thanks to the generic lock on the boxes housing and swung it open for you to work your magic. Immediately you scanned your eyes over the various fuses, noticing that it was a somewhat secured system...

The two of you head to the office and as Conklin is planting the bug in the office, hiding it in the computer tower so that it can look at anyone whose operating the computer from a close front-side angle he manages to glance over at you. "Actually, that... yeah right there. That's what it...

You take one of the coins from the strong box and place it in an evidence bag, then do the same with four different looking pills from the various medicine bottles before replacing the items as best as you can remember it. [1] Leave the safe open for Conklin to double check and have him close...

Leaving the protein rich refrigerator behind, the two of you head to the other side of the apartment, realizing with the time running short this might be the last stop of both of you before you are risking discovery. Heading back into the office, you notice the safe still tucked in the corner is...

After using your flashlight and setting it up to illuminate the puncture marks on the foam mattress and box spring, you then snap a few pictures with your camera without the flash for the evidence folder before returning the bed to what you hope was its original state before you started messing...

Lifting the foam mattress, your eyes immediately focused on something you actually didn't notice when searching the bed surface because it was covered by the mattress pad. There are several puncture style holes in the form mattress itself, maybe no more then an inch wide it seems and largely...

Planting an audio bug in the crevice of the lamp, you turn it on just to make sure it won't case a shadow or reveal it's location in any other manner before turning the lamp back off. Then, twirling about, you turn to the well made bed. You take a mental photograph, knowing you'll have to remake...

"Doesn't sound like much. I'll make a copy of the pictures I think. Might be useful for cross reference with whatever they've allegedly been grifting from the OCP guys," Conklin then said, sliding into the seat as soon as you rose up. He slid in a hard disk into the drive and clicked and copied...

"Conklin, wanna tap the phone, I'm accessing the computer," you say, calling out to him. "Already on it," Conklin called back. "Need help with that computer?" he then asked a second later, still addressing you from the living room where the phone was. You were already punching in the numbers...