Thursday 7:30 p.m.
Location Unknown
Washington D.C.
"Your man has failed." Strunghold voiced.
The Cancer Man lit another cigarette, "On the contrary, Alex has decided to return to us."
"Two FBI Agents are dead. Alex Krycek cannot be that great an asset." the Well Manicured Man replied in anger.
"And the Bureau will write the murders off as if nothing happened." smoke drifted across the room.
"What of Mulder?" an unnamed man spoke up.
"Agent Mulder believes it was Krycek. I propose however, that we leave it alone. He doesn't have all the pieces to the puzzle. He is not a threat."
All the others in the room nodded, save for the Well Manicured Man. "You have put us at a great risk of exposure. I pray it does not happen again."
The Cigarette Smoking Man Smiled, "I will assure you of it."