Ben’s POV
“Don’t you guys have your own place to go to?” I ask, walking into my apartment and tossing my keys down on the counter as usual.
“Uhh… how about ‘thank you my amazing team for working around the clock in this very complex and dangerous case.’” Joss responds, spinning around in her chair to raise an eyebrow at me.
“Find anything at Yuri’s place?” I ask, ignoring her sarcasm as I walk over to stand behind her and Trey.
“A few things that could be helpful. Receipts and a handful of fake passports with his picture on them. We could run the names and see if anything shakes loose.” Trey answers with a shrug.
“Good… I also have these.” I say, pulling out the bank account number and phone number I got from Ice earlier before I detached his head from his shoulders. “The hit on
