“Something doesn’t feel right here,” Jaxson muttered, almost to himself.
He looked at all the law enforcement vehicles that filled the street around his office building. Police officers pushed the curious, gathered crowd back, away from what they assumed was the potential bomb radius.
As far as he knew, the officers had already swept through half the building before he arrived. They were doing the last three floors now. Nothing relatively suspicious had jumped out of the shadows.
Edward, Lorenzo, and Trick had arrived barely five minutes after him. They now stood together watching while Trick did his IT specialties to try and find out more about the so-called anonymous tip.
Jaxson shook his head. He ran his fingers through his hair. “Something doesn’t feel right. If Niko planted a bom
