Jimmy and Hope stood side by side at the edge of the warehouse, watching the chaotic scene around them, gritting their teeth in frustration. Such a good opportunity; they could've caught Frank Walsh directly. But because of some lunatic with a gun, their target simply vanished.
Looking at the few local agents available, Jimmy contemplated that the follow-up investigation would still rely on them. In a place like this, he simply didn't have the resources for large-scale investigation and tracking.
Jimmy glanced at Hope: "Hope, wait here. I'll go talk to them."
Hope nodded, and Jimmy approached a representative from the Baltimore office, with whom they were liaising, Senior Agent Morrison. "Agent Morrison, we need to talk."
