So here's the fluffy chapter, Chuck needed the break. Sorry for the delay, work really picked up.
General question, a lot of folks have PM'd me with some specific questions, would you prefer I included more technical detail in the story?
Think more like Chapter 3/4, tools and tradecraft vs more tactical solutions.
I moved away from it since I was worried it was becoming a bit too technical, but given the interest I thought I should ask. Leave a review/PM let me know.
Thank you again to nevr, he has two new great fics out. Go check them out.
Graham looked at the woman sitting in his office, "You think I didn't know what you were trying to pull there Diane?"
She gave him a shrewd look, "Whatever do you mean Langston?"
He leaned back on his chair, "Having Walker be attached to the Host would mean that I would only have one Agent on the team instead of two. You're trying to cut the CIA out of this effort."
Her eyes narrowed, "I'm doing what's best for this nation, you're not seeing the fact we're hanging by a thread! We have members of Congress with compromised phones, Fulcrum is pushing on all fronts."
She pulled a document out of a folder, "Look at this, it's a list of all of the traitors we've identified so far. Look at it, Langston! Every agency, we are completely infiltrated, you have interrogators playing mind games and getting the run around from their subjects. We need to be better at this. Turn up the heat!"
Graham took the document, "I'm familiar with this, what do you think I'm not doing that I should be? Torturing Delgado won't guarantee he'll talk. If anything, it'll waste our time and accomplish nothing."
He stood over the desk, "Diane, do not cross me on this, I will go to DNI himself if you try this kind of inter-agency power play bullshit again."
Chuck quietly slipped into the hotel room, one of the bad things about dating one of the finest spies the intelligence community had ever produced was that it was impossible to surprise her. Today he was going to pull it off.
"Where were you?" she was sitting on the couch waiting for him. She had on her purloined Stanford shirt.
Maybe he'd pull it off tomorrow.
"I was out getting you chocolate croissants. Thought I'd surprise you." He flashed her a small smile.
"Ooh, gimme," she grabbed for the bag he was holding. He pulled it out of her reach, there was a flash of amusement in her eyes.
"Chuck," she popped the ck sound in his name, "Do you reallllyy want to do this..?" she reached for the bag again and he pulled it out of her grasp.
"A ninja would take it when you're not looking… your girlfriend on the other hand… she'd make you want to give it to her." Sarah's voice got breathless at the end. "So… Chuck… What would your sexy, hungry girlfriend do… to make you give it to her…" She stalked around him, he moved to give himself some distance from her.
Chuck's breathing got heavy, "She would have to…" his voice trailed off as she ran her hand down the front of his shirt. He stepped back again.
"Well Chuck, she is willing to do whatever you want." her voice had a husky and sultry tone to it. Chuck heard himself whimper. Sarah's smile became predatory, she leaned forward and the shirt was riding up. A quick glance told him that his shirt was all she was wearing.
Chuck leaned back and overbalanced, he fell back onto the couch. Sarah straddled him, "Looks like I win."
She enjoyed Chuck more than the croissants.
She noticed he always made sure to double check his watch was on his wrist.
Chuck looked at her, "So… You'll protect me from anything right…?"
She looked at him curiously, "Of course… Why…?"
"Because I'm going to tell my sister we're moving in together … She… may have an extreme reaction."
Sarah quirked an eyebrow, "Extreme reaction?"
He nodded, "Extreme reaction."
Sarah started driving them towards Ellie's apartment, "Chuck… Ellie's going to be asking a lot about me, isn't she?"
Chuck laughed a bit, "Counterintelligence has nothing on my sister."
"Great, looking forward to it," her sarcasm was thick. She paused before saying, "When we're done tonight let's take a walk on the beach, I… want to talk about… some of my past."
Chuck had understated the level of extreme the Ellie Bartowski was capable of, she alternated between extreme joy and probing questions. That woman could hug the life out of anyone, it was wonderful. She could also ferret the truth out like a master interrogator, that was less wonderful.
Ellie met them at the door, "I'm so happy to see you again!" Sarah braced for the rib crushing hug, Ellie did not disappoint, "Come in, come in!" Devon was setting the table, he looked up, "Chuckster! And Sarah! Great to see you. Dinner will be ready shortly."
They sat down, Sarah helped Devon finish setting as Chuck and Ellie went into the kitchen and brought out dinner.
Ellie smiled, "So what are you guys doing tomorrow?"
Chuck laughed, "We're going to the arcade, then-"
Ellie shot Chuck a look then turned to Sarah, "You can't let him just spend all the time at the arcade, I'm sure it's boring for you." There was a teasing tone in her voice, Chuck laughed quietly.
Sarah gave her a curious look, "What do you mean boring, it's funny to watch Chuck lose to me in House of the Dead."
Ellie gave her a playful eye-roll, "Oh gosh, you're just as bad as Chuck is. So, you said at Thanksgiving that you met at work right?"
Ah, so it begins.
"Yeah I know we gave the summary last time, but here's the full story. Chuck was tasked with deploying some radios deep in the forest, I was his guide. We started talking since we were stuck together for so long," she laughed a bit before saying, "our first meeting didn't go well. The rest were better, He was…" she felt herself smiling, "He was dangerously competent and we flirted a bit, then he asked me out." She let her affection for him shine, "It's been wonderful since."
Chuck was blushing hard, Devon held out his fist with a, "Ladies love the competence," Chuck bumped it.
"That's amazing!" Ellie was practically gushing, "Why'd you go work for the Forest Service?"
"It was… the best of the options available to me, I couldn't stand the idea of working in an office all day, and they made me an offer, so I joined up, seemed more fun than any of the other options."
"That sounds a lot like Chuck, he's been happy working for them ever since," Ellie smiled at her brother before turning back to Sarah, "Where'd you graduate from?"
Sarah tried to hide the awkward expression, Ellie jumped in, "Oh it doesn't matter, I was just curious. I don't think that where you graduate from really defines you." She was rambling, "Sorry, I ramble a-"
Sarah started laughing before she said, "Sorry, I guess it's a family thing, Chuck does the same thing when he gets nervous."
Ellie took in the soft smile on the face of the blonde, her eyes were sparkling, whenever she talked about Chuck her voice gained a tone she couldn't quite place.
The blonde continued, "To answer your question, Harvard, I graduated from Harvard."
Harvard? Wow, beauty, brains, and from the looks Sarah was giving Chuck, completely in love with him.
By the end of the night Ellie was certain, she liked Sarah better than Jill, the woman just seemed to be so much more laid back. The one time she'd met Jill it was intense. That woman was driven, hungry, and there was an air of ruthlessness about her. When she talked about her research and her plans for the future, it was as if it was inevitable rather than something she'd work towards. In her private moments Ellie wondered if Jill was with her brother for love, or because his skills complemented hers.
Thanksgiving had given her a good introduction to Sarah Walker, tonight was a real eye opener as to how deep the blonde's feelings ran for her brother.
McConnell had never seen Langston Graham run into a meeting before, nor had he ever seen the man be late, the man always strode with a purpose, now he burst in clutching a report in his fist, the knuckles on his right hand were almost white.
"Clyde Decker is dirty, we're not sure if he's Fulcrum or not. There are too many unexplained absences, too many expenses for Operations that don't exist. We need to take him out of play. Now."
McConnell felt as every eye focused on him when he broke the silence, "Gentlemen, it's clear we're far more compromised than we could have imagined. Prepare to take all known members into custody, I'll speak to the AG and we'll get a timetable set up. Dismissed."
She drove them to the beach that night, "I loved dinner tonight, Ellie is wonderful." She paused, "I know I promised to open up to you more, and we've had to put that aside due to work. But I'm going to make that up to you tonight."
She chewed her bottom lip for a moment, "I need you to listen, I need to get this out uninterrupted or I won't be able to finish."
Chuck nodded as he held her hand.
"I've never had this before, I love you, I never get tired of saying it or feeling it. We're going to live together; you need to know I'm just as invested emotionally as you are in this. So, you know I had an unconventional childhood. It was… very…" her voice trailed off.
"My dad and I traveled a lot…" Her voice was halting.
She took a deep breath, pulled them both to a sitting position in the sand and wrapped his arms around her. "Sorry, I need this." She pulled his arms closer and pressed her back into him, her voice got soft, "I'm afraid to look at you, if I see judgment I'm going to fall apart."
She felt his arms tighten around her, "Hey you kno-"
"Don't promise, just… listen." She leaned into him; she drew comfort from his warmth.
"I wasn't born Sarah Walker, you obviously know this, it's the name the CIA gave me when I joined."
"It's no more real than any other cover name," she shrugged, "My pay checks get made out to this name, the social security number is valid, the SSBI was done against "Sarah Walker" my Harvard degree is made out to this name, but functionally speaking, Sarah Walker didn't have a childhood, Sarah Walker didn't have a first crush, she didn't have a Halloween where she got to run around and get candy, she's never had a Christmas celebration before."
Her voice got a bit distant, "All those things belong to different identities. My dad was a con artist, a grifter, when he and my mom split up, I chose to go with him. He was fun and dynamic; my mom was all about bedtimes and rules. So being the kid I was, I chose to go with my dad." Sarah's voice was almost fond, "For all the bad things he did, my dad… could sell ice to a polar bear and convince the bear he'd done it a favor. He taught me how to read people, how to steal from them, and how to lie to them while looking at them right in the eye."
Sarah's voice got small, "I helped him with his cons, money that people needed, I stole. My dad was amazing at long cons, I preferred the short ones, and I was a very good pickpocket. By the time I was 16, I had 11 different names and personalities, Katie was outgoing, she wanted to be friends. Melany was shy and nerdy, Erin was outrageous and silly, Jenny… was quiet. She just wanted to blend into the background, she wanted to be normal."
Sarah started crying, "What I want..."
Chuck held her tighter. "Hey… it's okay. It's okay. I love you, it's okay."
"Chuck, I want this badly, very badly. I have never wanted anything more," her tears were flowing freely.
She'd never been so vulnerable, she felt raw and exposed.
"Graham found me when one of my dad's cons went wrong, he saw my talent and gave me a new life. Thus, Sarah Walker entered the ranks of the CIA. My dad was disappeared from custody, he's safe now, he's a salesman, he jokes that if he knew sales was this easy he'd have gone legitimate years ago. We see each other once or twice a year."
She didn't dare look up at him, "People like me, we don't become lawyers or accountants, we become spies, assassins, and thieves..."
"Or kick-ass ninjas?" the gentle acceptance in Chuck's voice caused her to smile.
"I love you, so much." She was accepted, she was loved, she was home.
By the time they got back to their hotel, neither of them had the energy to do much more than cuddle and fall asleep. Sarah tightly held on to Chuck the entire night.
Casey walked up to Larkin for the first time in a few days, he'd been sent back to Perseus and the Constellation team for tests which gave Casey some much needed time away. The younger man turned to acknowledge him, "CASTLE is coming along nicely don't you think?" He looked around, "Why isn't Sarah here? I thought she'd be back after Chuck left."
Casey took pleasure in his response, "She's with Bartowski, she took PTO to go with him to LA. She'll be back in two weeks." Larkin's eyes widened in shock then he schooled his features, Casey continued, "What's your next plan for trying to interfere? Perseus and I have a bet going. He told me to remind you, protect your head when she finally snaps, we need the data."
Bryce took a moment before replying, "I'm going to stop, I'm not going to be able to convince Chuck she's just gaming him."
Casey grunted in amusement, "You know, she's really not. That's a woman in love, the fact that you can't see that is actually pretty funny."
"If there's one thing I learned here, Sarah Walker doesn't do love," Bryce said as he walked over to the table and picked up a folder.
"You mean, Sarah Walker didn't do love. She sure as hell does it now."
Bryce eyed him speculatively, "You're really going to tell me Sarah Walker fell for Chuck Bartowski of all people?"
Casey just smirked.
Graham sat at his desk, trusted agents were in short supply, he'd considered Decker for the spot. That review had been what exposed his treason. Could Rizzo and Walker get along? After the explosive accusations that ended Sarah's affiliation with CATS, Rizzo had undergone so many checks, she was as clear as Graham himself.
Diane wasn't going to stop trying to cut him out of the loop, she thought he was taking it too slow. She was just as likely to cause damage by rushing.
He called her into his office, Walker had said no, he would honor that, but the CIA needed to be an equal partner in this project. Giving too much control to Beckman was just asking for trouble.
Sarah smiled teasingly at Chuck, "It's okay you know, there's no shame in this," she blew the nonexistent smoke off of the fake barrel. He was looking at her in playful irritation. "Really? You have an unfair advantage when it comes to House of the Dead," she quirked an eyebrow in curiosity, he continued, "you're too good at it."
Sarah playfully stuck her tongue out at him. "Can't help being the best. Don't worry Chuck, I can give you some lessons if you want them," she laughed at the offended look on his face.
Morgan walked into the arcade, Chuck had told him to meet them there after his shift at the BuyMore, he immediately found the two of them by House of the Dead. Sarah was teasing Chuck; he had a bright smile on his face.
He took a moment to watch the two of them, Chuck looked… happy, content, it was a long time since he'd seen that expression on his face. Sarah's eyes were sparkling with humor and her smile was wide.
She turned her head and saw him, he waved at her.
Chuck followed her gaze and waved him over, "Morgan, get over here, I need a win. Sarah's been beating me all day."
She stepped back, "Please, boost his ego, he needs it. I'll grab us some sodas." She wandered off.
"Come on Morg, let's go."
The game started
Chuck was laughing at her predicament.
Sarah looked over at the small bearded man, he was trying to sell her on the virtue of Sizzling Shrimp.
"Morgan, if I just agree to go to this place and get this dish, can you please stop talking about it?" She tried to keep the pleading tone from her voice, she wasn't very successful.
They got in the car and after a short ride found themselves in front of the Bamboo Dragon, Morgan was greeted by no less than three of the staff, Chuck shot him a look, "Okay, just how much time do you spend here?" Morgan just shrugged.
Dinner was lively and entertaining, Morgan told embarrassing stories about Chuck most of the night, Sarah was eagerly consuming every one of them that she could.
As they dropped Morgan off he asked to talk with Sarah, Chuck looked at them curiously, Sarah shrugged and agreed.
They walked a few steps away from the car, Sarah positioned herself so she could still keep an eye on it and the occupant.
Morgan looked into the distance, "You know, I haven't seen him this happy since… I don't know when," he ran a hand through his hair. "Probably just after he got into Stanford."
Sarah couldn't help herself, "Not even with Jill?"
Morgan chuckled a bit, "No, we only met Jill once, she was… driven, and when Chuck was with her, he was happy, but it wasn't the same easy happiness he has with you and it wasn't… the same level of it. If that can make sense."
"It does, it makes a lot of sense," she was hesitant, " Was that all…?"
"Just wanted to say thanks for making my friend happy," he held out his fist, she bumped it.
"Believe me, it's my pleasure."
The tension behind his eyes didn't fade, it hadn't for the last day. This was the best of the worst possible options.
He looked at the woman sitting across from him.
"Agent Rizzo, you've been asking to get back in the game, well here's your chance. I have to caution you, this effort involves Agent Walker, you will put aside any hard feelings."
He handed her the folder, "If you accept, you'll be stationed with the team at a secure location, codenamed CASTLE. Due to operational jurisdiction the NSA has command over this, Major John Casey is in charge, CIFA is providing support, and we're there since the project was a joint initiative."
"Sir, I know there's no chance I'm being pranked, but is this file saying that they installed… data…? In Agent Larkin's head?" Her voice held a note of confusion. "We're going against a rogue element of our own people?"
Graham sighed, "Yeah, it's a complex project, and a worse situation, if you want more details you'll need to talk with the science team, I'll notify Major Casey. He'll be in contact."
She pulled into the base; construction crews were everywhere. Casey met her at her car and gave her a tour of the parts of the base that were ready, after they'd completed that they met with Bryce in an office.
"So, yeah, the Constellation team loaded this system into my head, it's been… interesting getting used to it, so I understand you were on CATS with Sarah, what was that like?"
"Where is she by the way, I assumed she'd be here threatening me or something."
Casey gave a quiet chuckle, Bryce suddenly looked uncomfortable, "She's in LA on PTO with her "Boyfriend"" the sarcasm was practically dripping off the word.
She looked at him like he was insane, "Sarah doesn't do PTO… or boyfriends really. Is it a mission? Is he a mark?"
Casey interceded before the conversation could derail further, "Okay, I'm going to put a limit on how much we talk about Walker's lady feelings, to answer the first three of what I'm sure will be a series of questions that I will be forced to ignore." He held up three fingers, "Not a mission, he's not a mark, he's one of our tech specialists on loan from TAO, and yes boyfriend. Attempt to disprove that at your own peril. Now to move back to relevant topics, you're going to be assigned as protection for Agent Larkin here as we attempt to utilize him against Fulcrum. I'll be your counterpart, we'll handle it in shifts."
As Casey continued, Zondra was lost in her thoughts, Sarah had a Boyfriend? A live human being took a look at the emotional Superfund site that was Sarah Walker and decided to date her?
Chuck walked with Ellie down the beach, it had been a bit since it was just the two of them together. Sarah had helped him find a safe spot to talk with Ellie, and she'd agreed to keep an eye at a distance, and not try and figure out what they were saying.
"You sure you want to move in with her? It's only been a few months…" Ellie's voice trailed off awkwardly, "I'm not saying I don't like her, she's wonderful and she's clearly crazy about you. How well do you know her really though? Also, what did she mean when she said your first meeting didn't go well."
Chuck winced, "Well, we met at less than ideal circumstances, I was taken off of a project I loved to help out another project and I took it out on her. Said a few things I'm really not proud of. I apologize to her for it a few times, she's been… more than forgiving about it."
Ellie's eyes narrowed, "Chuck. What did you say to that nice woman?"
He held up his hands as a sign of peace, "I'm not telling you on the grounds that you'll hurt me, it wasn't great. Also, it's pretty funny how you went from questioning her to defending her."
"Fair, like I said, I like her. I've never actually met someone who's that interested in you." Ellie laughed a bit, "Every time I talk about you growing up, I can practically see her wanting to take notes, I was there for these stories and even I don't find them that interesting." She shook her head, "Sorry spiraling, back to the original point, it's only been a few months, are you sure that you want to take this step?"
Chuck looked over at her, "Yeah, I'm sure, trust me Ellie. She makes me happ-"
Ellie cut him off, "I know she makes you happy, anyone with eyes can see you're incredibly happy, I just… need to do the big sister thing, you know? Devon and I didn't live together for years. I just want to make sure you're not jumping into something you're unprepared for."
Chuck's face showed the distaste of what he was about to say, "Yeah, but you… spent time in a supply clos-"
"Point taken, moving on. Like I said, I'm happy for you two, and like i said I just had to do the big sister thing. She's great. Really."
The two spent more time catching up, Ellie left for her shift an hour later. Sarah walked up when Ellie departed, "You okay?"
Chuck gave her a gentle smile, "Yeah, she wouldn't be Ellie if she didn't worry about me, but we're good."
Sarah bit her bottom lip nervously and looked out into the ocean, "I'm glad to hear that, we should talk for a moment…" She steeled herself and said, "I want us to go to the NSA station here, they have a sparring area we can use, I want you and me to start exercising. I promised that I'd teach you how to escape and we haven't had the time to do it yet. So… Tomorrow you and I are going to work on that. "
He looked a bit apprehensive, "But the watch…"
"Chuck, sweetheart, the watch is great. It can be taken off of you and if you know how to evade and break out of holds you'll be able to stay free that much longer." She put her hands on the sides of his face and made him look her in the eye. "I will always come and save you, it doesn't matter where I am, I will drop everything and come. But if you can stay free for longer, it makes everything a bit easier, so come with me to the station and we'll practice, okay?"
His eyes softened, "Okay, fine, but promise not to make fun of me?"
"Of course!"
That was an easy promise to keep, "So what we're going to do is go through the fundamentals of self defense and keeping yourself safe. Right now, while we have the gym we'll practice evading grabs, and breaking out of them when they do get contact. We'll cover situational awareness drills when we're out and about."
She looked him in the eye, "It'll be a bit rough, but I'll need you to try as hard as you can, this isn't a game. Okay? Don't be afraid of hurting me."
"Okay…" his voice was hesitant
"Here, try and grab me. I'll break out of it, so you can see how it works. Then I'll grab you and we can practice."
Chuck grabbed her, his arms wrapped around her midsection. She looked up at him, "Okay, now pay attention to what I do. There are a few ways to break out of these holds, but we'll use one of the easiest ones. My foot is going to come down on your foot, right on the arch, you have to use a lot of force. It'll hurt whoever has the misfortune of grabbing you."
She slowly lowered her leg down on the point on his foot. "You want to slam the foot down hard. Then break away. Once you're away, run. Fast. As part of this training, we'll be running every morning okay?"
Chuck groaned in frustration, "I don't like running, you know?"
"Yeah, but you love me, so we're going running. Even when we get back to DC." Her voice was firm. She quickly slipped out of his grip.
"Here I'll grab you, you practice on me a few times." She slipped a cushion over her foot.
Chuck kicked his foot down onto her arch, she loosened her grip and he spun out. Sarah gave her boyfriend a toothy grin, "Exactly like that. Good job! Let's practice a few more times. Then we'll move onto other drills."
They spent the rest of the day practicing and doing light sparring. Sarah smiled happily at him as they left.
"I didn't even know that I had these muscles, why are they sore?" Chuck's complaint the next morning made Sarah laugh.
They had planned their last dinner with Ellie later that night, the woman found it hilarious that Sarah had convinced Chuck to get into shape, Devon kept providing advice to everyone's amusement.
Tomorrow they were flying back to DC to go apartment hunting.
She was so excited. They were going to have a home together.
This was the first time she'd ever hunted for an apartment and actually cared about the result. The CIA had rented her current place for her, before that she'd been on the move with her dad, but now this was going to be their place, a real home.
A few of the places they'd looked at didn't have sufficient access controls, the rest were too far from their offices, but after two days of intense searching they'd found the perfect place. It was 1400 square feet, two bedrooms and an amazing balcony that overlooked the Potomac.
They'd gone furniture shopping later that day. All of her furniture had been provided by the CIA and he just shrugged and said if she couldn't bring anything, then they'd just get new stuff that was exclusively theirs rather than just his in their new space.
All of the furniture was delivered the next day. She already found the perfect wall for his Tron poster.
She walked out of the apartment to put the remaining trash down the chute.
Chuck looked up at her as she walked in, "Welcome home, Sarah."
Rob heard the knock on the door, "Enter!"
He smiled as he saw Chuck walk in, "Chuck Bartowski, how are you doing? Feeling better?"
"Yeah, I am. Sarah's been… a great help, to be honest," Chuck shrugged.
Rob chuckled, "Yeah I bet. She was furious when you were taken. It was… well I was worried we wouldn't have much to interrogate after she was done."
Chuck took a moment before quietly saying, "Watching her on that roof was… incredible. That merc was taunting me, and suddenly her driver drops dead and Sarah just appears, shoots her, and tells the merc that the extraction team is already dead, it was something else." Chuck was lost in the memory, before brightening a bit. "You know, she's teaching me some self defense and evasion tactics so I can be on my own," his voice had a bit of a laugh to it at the end. "Actually, I just popped in to give you my Change of Address form."
"Sure, I guessed you'd be moving after that, where are you living?"
Chuck actually looked a bit awkward, "Sarah and I found a plac-"
Rob tried to keep the shock from his voice as he cut Chuck off, "You moved in with Walker?"
Chuck smiled, "Yeah, I know it's fas-"
Rob cut him off again, "You move at your own speed, if you think it's right, go for it."
As Chuck walked out, Rob took a note to plan a good wedding gift.
Context:
So I'm bad at explaining things sometimes, interagency powerplays are a thing, and I was showing that Beckman is playing a game. Unlike the show where Sarah and Casey treated each other as hostile for the first few episodes, this is more like the kind of powerplay that happens.
We have an Interagency task force.
By virtue of knowing Bryce, Chuck and Sarah were assigned.
1 CIA, 1 NSA
NSA was the owner of the Substation, so Casey is in charge. CIFA is politically irrelevant.
So now we're at 2 NSA, 1 CIA
CIFA is brought in because we need more counterintel people, 3 CIFA, 2 NSA, 1 CIA
The mission has changed, but this is a well-oiled team, generally speaking you don't touch teams that work well unless you have to.
And now we have a host for the Constellation Data we have 1 Host, 1 CIA, 2 NSA, 3 CIFA.
So, CIA needs to provide a protector for the Host. So, it would be 1 Host, 2 CIA, 2 NSA, 3 CIFA.
Beckman wants to take one of the mandatory agents, Sarah, and make her the protector so that Graham wouldn't be able to fill her slot since there's no reason to find a backfill for her, she was only there because she knows Larkin. So that would keep the power ratio in the NSA's favor. Graham has to make the offer, he can't just ignore it, especially since Beckman was going to offer it directly to Sarah, he just makes it clear that it's a request and Sarah can freely turn him down. So now we have Zondra in play.
So, the final make up is 1 Host, 2 CIA, 2 NSA, 3 CIFA.
Welcome to "light" interagency political nonsense.
So next chapter Season 2 Kicks off, Colt, the Cipher, and the arrests + fallout.