Park arrived first.
He came around the north corner of the facility at a run with four people behind him, all of them in federal gear but without the organized formation of a team executing a planned approach, more like five people who had made an individual decision simultaneously and were now improvising the rest. Park was younger than his voice had suggested, late twenties, with the slightly undone look of someone who had been standing at a facility entrance for six hours and had just decided that standing there was no longer something he was willing to do.
He reached Colton's vehicle and Francis got out and they stood in the cold service road and Francis looked at him and his four colleagues, two women and two men, all of them with the same quality Park had, the slightly combustible
