Thursday. FBI Holding Facility. Austin, Texas.
CALEB'S TEAM WAS CLOSING in on the location. He still wished he knew who it was passing information out of the facility to help them. There were so many things Kurt hadn't shared. It made assuming leadership all that much more difficult.
At least the men and women with him knew their jobs well enough and weren't hesitating at following orders. He feared what would happen once this was over and it became widely known Kurt was dead and not injured.
"Sir?" One of the forward foot soldiers waved him to where they'd taken up a defensive position using doors as shields.
Caleb moved through the shadows and took a knee next to the man. "Have you seen inside?"
The man turned the screen toward Caleb. Using the sensor, they could detect body heat signatures in the next room. There was, however, an obvious barrier beyond those seven people waiting for them.
"How do we proceed?" the man asked.
Caleb continued to study the screen.