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FBI HEADQUARTERS
WASHINGTON, D. C.
MIDAFTERNOON
Special Agent Jim Austin had been an FBI agent ever since a sniper’s bullet in Libya had ended his illustrious military career. Many former service personnel migrated into the FBI and became special agents; it was a custom-made fit for anyone who had worked through the ranks and prized rigid hierarchal systems.
His partner, pretty little Miranda Adams, was an Air Force brat-turned-agent after her father had been killed overseas. Her innocent schoolgirl face hid a brilliant mind and a clever wit that could be deadly when her temper was riled.
Together, and through their occasional partnering with Agents MacAllister and Conners, they had traveled all over the world. They were a seasoned team who understood each other’s unspoken cues, a
