Jassy
I grabbed Agent McKesson by the shoulder. “Something's wrong,” I said, “get him out.”
We were all in the security van at the other end of the parking structure from where Karl was squared off with the Wolf. A camera they had trained on the pair of them, though, showed in almost perfect resolution what was really going on, though. Between that, and the feed coming in from the mic on Karl, we saw and heard everything that was going on.
We sat there, crowded around the TV monitor, watching everything unfold. I'd kind of drawn the worst spot, I guess, sitting on a folding chair right behind the driver's seat. I could see the TV just fine, but the audio could have been louder.
But, from the what I could hear of Aleksey, I knew something was up. He spoke freely, without a damn care in
