Lee

Lee had stayed out of this until now. His friend, and more importantly Terri's son, had almost no hope before. Lee had been saying to let it go...maybe he was wrong. With this approval, some calls could be made. He dialed up a contact from one of the higher end government contracts. A special agent he'd gotten friendly with a few times.

<Hello?>

"Marcus?"

<...yes.>

"Lee Zhang, you handle some of our contracts for certain items."

<Right, I remember. We don't have any business to be going over, though.>

"Not officially, but I have a favor I'd like to ask...just something to look into, maybe pull a few strings."