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Pulling up to the FBI hub, there was already a welcome party waiting for him, and it was clear they were rolling out the red carpet for the phone in his pocket. Elizabeth must have really wanted that phone desperately.
While he’d been told to find Johanna and Brody, two of Elizabeth’s agents, the big gun was at the door.
The Director of the FBI.
At that time of night, it said everything when the new head of the FBI was waiting on him.
When he entered the building, Quinn was with him, and the two women were approached by a pretty brunette who was all smiles.
Since they’d worked with the FBI before, specifically Elizabeth and Axelle, they knew to keep their guard up.
Yeah, they heard the news there was a new boss in town, but neither man knew what to expect.
“Captain and Detective,” Kate said, heading their way. Behind her were two big Archangels, watching their every move. “I’m the director, and welcome to the FBI.”
Oh, they knew who she was.
What was surprising was the woman was not dressed in a suit, but instead in a pair of slacks and pretty sweater. Her brown hair was down, and she was all smiles.
If they’d learned anything about pretty women in the FBI, it was that they were always a distraction to the sharp agent underneath the attractive wrappings.
Dex handled it.
“We were told to get this to Elizabeth’s agents,” he admitted, pulling the evidence bag out of his blazer pocket for the director to see.
Immediately, she waved them toward her.
“How about we do that then? Elizabeth texted me to let me know that it was incoming. Johanna and Brody are waiting for you in her division. They’ll be able to handle the tech for their boss.”
Together, they followed, and Kate cleared them through security, much to her Archangels’ disapproval.
Neither cop missed the looks they gave their boss in protest. Only, she brushed it off.
“Ignore them. As I’m learning, they tend to give everyone the hairy eyeball. It’s their job,” she said, laughing. “And they do it well.”
The one Archangel protested.
“Director,” Azreal said. “There are protocols.”
Yeah, well, she knew that, but these were literally two cops that knew Elizabeth and were friends of hers. Plus, the detective was married to their head shrink and profiler. What was he going to do? Jump the metal detectors and race off to go hug his wife?
Instead of going there, she ignored him.
Sometimes, you had to choose your battles, and having two beefy Marines up her ass was going to be a big one. She could already tell.
Kate liked her privacy, and all day today, she’d had very little of it.
Instead of going there, and arguing, they got into the elevator and headed up to the floor whereThe Violent Crimes Unitcalled home.
“Thank you for bringing this in. We’ve tagged it priority,” Kate admitted.
Oh, Dex bet. From what Elizabeth had told him about the case, he wasn’t the least bit shocked that it was priority one. Then again, if Elizabeth was handling a case, instead of running the FBI, there was a good reason.
Because the silence was awkward, he went there.
