Carlos gazed out the window, "They came so quickly, it seems my words have drawn enough attention."
As the people in the car got out one after another, Carlos felt something was off, "They don't look like police, they're wearing FBI uniforms."
Carlos stood up and walked to the entrance of the restaurant.
A few people in FBI uniforms walked in as well. Leading them was a white man in his thirties, scanning the restaurant with his eyes, "Which one of you is Consultant Lee?"
"That would be me." Luke stood up.
"I'm Agent Wesley Lick from the Colorado Division of the FBI.
We received a call from Supervisor Anthony, saying you captured two fugitives in Red Rock Canyon."
"Yes, my name is Luke Lee.
Those two fugitives have already been killed by me. Should I take you to the scene?"
"Consultant Lee, I've heard your name before, it's an honor to work with you." Wesley Lick extended his hand to shake with Luke.
