บท 191: A Video Call

Soon enough, we arrived at the FBI base, as it was still nighttime--the moon was out and it was dark enough to hide in shadows as we walked inside the doors of the base. We passed a few agents who were already asleep or standing in front of their desks before one of them saw us.

"Okay, Malachi needs medical attention," September said, once we landed. Fulton looked at him with worry, but he shook his head as he sighed in relief. Then he told us, "Go down to the second floor--there's a waiting room in the corner near the elevator. You can take the elevator down from there."

"Thanks," I said. Fulton smiled, "The least I could do."

Something inside of me compelled me to just talk to him, see how things are going, so I asked him, "So how is your job treating you?"

"Oh...it's fine," he replied with a small smile.

"Really?" I asked with a slight raise of my eyebrows. He nodded and chuckled and then sighed, "Well, it has its ups and downs."