He had little choice but to get up out of his chair as she pulled on him, but he planted his feet before they got to the stairs. "Threaten to pick me up one more time, and you're going to find yourself locked in the archives." He thumped her upside the head. "With the lights off."
Though she was making it impossible for him to stay out of this one...it did make him feel good that someone was finally intentionally including him. He started down the stairs and didn't stop again until they'd reached the interrogation room. And soon after, he and Adison were watching through the window at Philip going to work.
Jamison folded his arms as he watched intently, not even realizing when he was chewing on his thumbnail. "Come on," he muttered under his breath at Klarksen's stubbornness. "Just admit it."
Philip did a good job, and finally Klarksen admitted to hiring a killer. "Yes." Jamison nodded in satisfaction, never looking away from the scene. "Now give us a name." Still listening, he shook his head. "Stupid idiot. Fine, don't give us a name. We'll find it anyway. It's probably Darin Frieser."
Seconds later, that's exactly who Klarksen admitted to hiring. "There!" Jamison smacked the wall with his palm before glancing over at Adison for the first time since getting down here. "Why do people insist on going through all this drama, when they could just confess in the first place and get it over with?"
"Hey!" Mark sauntered up to them and looked through the window. "I see Philip is living up to his reputation. Henry Klarksen huh?" He gave Adison's shoulder a nudge. "Nice catch."
Hearing Nate's spiel, Reese remained seated at his desk and sighed deeply. "Look, we've already -"
"Whoa, wait," Jason interrupted. "Bait? What bait?"
Reese rolled his eyes. "It's an idea of Garret's. Use you as bait to draw out the sniper and I said no. There's absolutely no way I'm going to let-"
"Yes." Jason turned to Nate. "If that's what it takes, I'll do it."
"No!" Reese pounded his desk. "It's too risky."
"It's my life!" Jason frowned. "We got nothing else, and if Garret suggested it, it's probably the only way to win. I don't trust the guy but he knows the Agency better than anyone else here. And for that matter I trust Nate's judgement." He nodded emphatically. "So either say yes and help, or lock me up because I can't spend the rest of my life here."
Reese was quiet for several moments before his shoulders dropped. "Okay. Do it." He shook his head. "I don't like it, but do it." He looked directly at Nate. "Use everyone. Whatever net you need to make around Jason, make it with as many people as you can. Call Con in if you want. We're already short Gunner."
Jason furrowed his brow. "What? Why? Where is he?"
"Later. For now, get to work." He gestured to the door. "Let me know when you have a firm plan in place."
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