Third POV
Agent Smith cursed under his breath when he spilled the hot coffee all over his desk, and the new white shirt.
"Can it get any worse?' - he said loudly in a heavy voice, challenging his fate without talking to someone in particular. In just that moment, John rushed to his office, with a file in his voice.
Agent Smith almost growled.
'I think we have a new track. I've stayed up all night, and..."- John as always got carried away, and started talking about the case without even greeting him.
"Good morning to you, too" - Agent Smith raised his voice over him
"Oh, sorry. But, this is too important, and I think... No, I am convinced that "the Russian"..."
"John? John?" - Agent Smith interrupted him "Stop it!" - he said in a firm voice
"What's wrong?" - John frowned, not
