“There has to be a way to get to that bastard without getting our asses killed, or worse. It’s been a f*****g month since we started tracking down his every little activity. And now at the end, you're telling me that the motherfucker is almost immune to our every plan?” Tony yelled, slamming the files in his hand on the desk. He was furious getting no useful information from his highly aspirated operation.
“Yes, but I’m not saying that he is completely immune. I’m saying that he is ‘almost’ immune to our efforts. I might just have a way of getting to his head and manipulating him into answering our questions.” Olivia said, trying to calm Tony’s frenzy.
“Go on then, what are you waiting for?” Tony said. He had no respect in his voice, but the team didn’t mind. They could understand the pr
