Nolan POV
Our system comes crashing down and the whole building flickers off for a minute before the backup generator kick starts, which I am now grateful that Phillip forced us to up that system awhile back. Alex is The Whisper. How the hell did I let that slip through my mind? I always assumed The Whisper was male because his technique is aggressive and patient, similar to that of male sniper. I run my hands through my hair as I pace back and forth in Phillip's office.
"Did you get anything?"
"No, I'm sorry, Nolan." It was a long shot. I know The Whisper's system was strong enough to hold Phillip back, I expect no less from Alex. She didn't pick up any of my phone calls or messages, forcing my hand in finding other methods of communication.
"Don't be." I pat his shoulder as I think
