Chapter 27
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im spent two hours reviewing everything the FBI analysts had put together on possible Seattle targets, threats, or subversive suspects. Nothing stood out. No pieces of information seemed to be linked. The only thing for sure was—it would be a very long Labor Day weekend in Seattle.
Jim walked over to Stiles.
‘Anything new?’
‘Nothing, nothing at all.’
‘I’m going to mix with the analysts to see if there is anything even remotely helpful. Let me know the second anything comes in,’ said Jim.
Stiles wasn’t used to having anyone outside the agency boss him around, but something told him that Jim, Brush, and their boss General Crystal were not ordinary bureaucrats. He would let it slide for a while at least.
Before Jim walked away, Stiles said to everyone in hearing range, ‘O
