Thursday 7:22 p.m.
1473 E. 35 Rd. Apt. 13
Georgetown, Virginia
As sunlight gave way to the moon's glow over Georgetown, a surveillance van sat waiting in the evening hours. Ken Grassman sat in the driver's seat, parked down the block from Special Agent Bria Thompson's apartment building.
He was speaking on a cell phone. "We have a problem sir. Krycek's told her everything. The bugs I placed in her apartment picked it all up clearly." the man paused, watching Alex leave the building in his trademark leather jacket. "The security risks have increased. Do you want me to dispose of her as well?"
Ken nodded. He liked Bria, but he had received his orders.
"Affirmative."