CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
Deputy Director Cartwright peered through the two-way glass into an interrogation room, in absolute shock. Agent Zero, back from the dead.
Johansson sat beside him in a hard plastic chair, the two of them chatting quietly to each other.
This was troublesome. He hadn’t expected Johansson to actually bring Zero in. He had given Watson and Carver explicit instructions—don’t try anything unless Zero tries to run. Cartwright had fully expected Zero to run. Johansson had her claws in him, that much was certain.
Deputy Director Shawn Cartwright hadn’t even been in Zurich for six hours when he got the call that Johansson had convinced Kent Steele to come in from the cold, and without a single shot fired (much to his chagrin, as she had relieved Agents Watson and Carver of
