Chapitre 62: Chapter 62: Evan

Nine weeks later. Monday. Task Force Headquarters, Washington, DC.

EVAN FASTENED THE TOP button of his suit and clipped the name badge on his lapel. The logo was for a fictional company that existed, but served as the front for the Task Force operations out of a DC office building. The move to DC had been as quick as Zain warned them. Unfortunately, their job was a lot of hurry up and wait broken up with odd jobs that made little to no sense at all. Most days Evan was a glorified chauffer. To date, they'd only done one real operation, and that had been a near disaster.

Today's summons to the headquarters for a briefing was likely more nothing, but Evan couldn't shake the hope that they might get to do something.