The brainstorming begun, and we all threw around ideas. There was no immediate worry because we all recognized the call for what it was, a fishing expedition. On calls like that you listen out more for what's not being said than to what is. So far we knew that the men we'd released hadn't told them anything useful, more to the point, the one we were trying to turn hadn't spilled his guts.
That could mean also that the chief was on the up and up since he was our man inside and knew what we were up to, but Lo was right, with what was at stake we needed more than that.
"That phrase, 'my friend' that's middle eastern, most of them say it like that so that's no help, but who do we know or have had run-ins with in the past that would feel comfortable enough to call us like that? And that knows about our relationship with the commander?"