Vo rappelled down from the roof as sirens wailed in the distance. “The van’s occupants are down. No civilian casualties.”
Here’s a short story set within the world of , focusing on the Fly Team’s early dynamic. Title: The Budapest Blindspot
“Locals or hostiles?” Forrester asked.
But “home” was a hotel conference room in The Hague, and tomorrow there would be another case. Another American who thought borders could protect them from justice.
From a rooftop across the street, Special Agent Cameron Vo had the angle. “I see two associates in a gray van. Eastern European plates. They’re not police.”
Their target: Lukas Brenner, a former CIA asset turned rogue. The Austrians had lost him. The Hungarians didn’t want him. And the Fly Team had exactly six hours before he slipped into the black market of the former Eastern Bloc.
Forrester cuffed him. “I have an Article 4 agreement with the Hungarian National Police, an active INTERPOL Red Notice, and a helicopter to Ramstein Air Base in twenty minutes. That’s all the jurisdiction I need.”
Special Agent Scott Forrester stood in the shadow of the Chain Bridge, the Danube reflecting the city’s golden lights. Beside him, Special Agent Jamie Kellett adjusted her earpiece, her breath fogging in the cold.
Vo rappelled down from the roof as sirens wailed in the distance. “The van’s occupants are down. No civilian casualties.”
Here’s a short story set within the world of , focusing on the Fly Team’s early dynamic. Title: The Budapest Blindspot
“Locals or hostiles?” Forrester asked. FBI- International - Season 1
But “home” was a hotel conference room in The Hague, and tomorrow there would be another case. Another American who thought borders could protect them from justice.
From a rooftop across the street, Special Agent Cameron Vo had the angle. “I see two associates in a gray van. Eastern European plates. They’re not police.” Vo rappelled down from the roof as sirens
Their target: Lukas Brenner, a former CIA asset turned rogue. The Austrians had lost him. The Hungarians didn’t want him. And the Fly Team had exactly six hours before he slipped into the black market of the former Eastern Bloc.
Forrester cuffed him. “I have an Article 4 agreement with the Hungarian National Police, an active INTERPOL Red Notice, and a helicopter to Ramstein Air Base in twenty minutes. That’s all the jurisdiction I need.” Title: The Budapest Blindspot “Locals or hostiles
Special Agent Scott Forrester stood in the shadow of the Chain Bridge, the Danube reflecting the city’s golden lights. Beside him, Special Agent Jamie Kellett adjusted her earpiece, her breath fogging in the cold.