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George Tobias
Several hours later George dashed out the door as soon as Chet’s auto hit the driveway. George opened the door and slid into the front seat.
“Senator, meet Agents Casey Colburn and Sam Shepherd,” he said, motioning to the back seat. “Reinforcements.”
George nodded and exchanged greetings.
“We’re a little later because we wanted to build a better case against Evers. We doubt he suspects we’re on to him.” He handed the Senator a large envelope.
George opened it and removed several photographs.
“These just came in an hour ago,” Chet said. “A NSA satellite shot. The top photo shows Evers with a thug by the name of Ignazio Tomasini—an arms intermediary like Turannos. A competitor.” The two men stood on a patio outside a medieval castle near a manicured formal garden.
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