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CIA Spoilage
“Who the hell is that guy?” Stone said, but Jana and Cade knew.
“Nothing like another Virginia farm boy to brighten a girl’s day,” Jana said as she crossed her arms.
The man’s hands remained in his suit pockets, as if he were talking to friends at a wedding reception. “There will be no rendition team. Nor will there be a team to extract Agent MacKerron.”
Stone threw his arms into the air and yelled at the monitor. “Who the hell do you think you are?”
“And you, Agent Baker,” the man said, “You will stand down. There will be no bombs going off inside the estate of Diego Rojas.”
Uncle Bill removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. “Stone, let me introduce you to Lawrence Wallace, the recently appointed CIA assistant deputy director, National Clandestine Service, CounterT
