The Agents To Late

Agent Knight hurried through the airport finding the junior agent waiting for her and took the car and telling him to head back to the local office. She didn’t need some rookie tagging along, especially when the shit hit the fan. She didn’t have time to explain why the hell some guy was bullet proof in the middle of a firefight.

She made it across town soon enough but had gotten to pawn shop to late. Detective Sihn had beaten her to the store. She talked with shop keep for a little bit and had gotten the heads up on the briefcase. It was worst then she had feared. A briefcase from the yacht had washed up. The detective had recovered some of the items but still many more had been sold. If she didn’t hurry it would be like someone had dropped a nuke on the city.

And worst she didn’t know what the part the detective had to play in all of this. All she knew he now had collections of possible Imprints and that made him her primary goal. She debated going to his office and go through his boss or to go straight through him.