Chapter 108

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Friday, Lake Charles, Louisiana Friday, Lake Charles, LouisianaFBI Probationary Agent Benjamin Samuels, of the Federal Bureau of Investigation sat in his van staring at nothing. He glanced at his watch for the third time in the past ten minutes. A sigh escaped his lips. Time was moving slowly. Boring. Boring.The house he was watching had been still for hours. He reached over to the passenger seat and opened the cooler bag. Hmm…tuna sandwich, apple, a bag of peanuts, a couple of ding dongs, and some bottled water. He grabbed a ding dong, downed it in three bites and washed it down with coffee from a thermos. Hmm…tuna sandwich, apple, a bag of peanuts, a couple of ding dongs, and some bottled water.He changed the CD that was playing to a more upbeat sound and drummed his fingers on the st

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