Michael nodded to her. "Michael Nash, FBI," he said. "We're just waiting on
the
warrant now," he told her. "As soon as that comes in, we're a go. Do you
want to
wait here, or come in with us?" he asked her.
"Why don't I come along. You can bring me up to date on the situation along
the way."
"Well, we're only going down the hall," Michael told her. "My advance people
are only a room away, we've got the corridor sealed off at each end, and once
we get the warrant, we'll go. We've been tracking this guy, Montoya, for
several years, but he's proven to be overly elusive. He's wanted on several
warrants for
terrorist activity, and he's not known for his manners, so we're exercizing
all due caution. The corridor has been evacuated, as have the rooms above and
below in twenty-five meter radius."
Shortly there after the warrent arrived, signed sealed and delivered...
