His gaze searches her face, still trying to fully comprehend the situation he was currently in. Wondering if he had heard her correctly. If there had been some kind of mistake. He had never expected anyone in any kind of position of authority to believe his story, let alone come right to him. Especially not the fucking FBI.
“I’m not gonna lie, I have...a lot of questions. But I want every single one of those scumbags to get theirs, probably more than anybody.” Maybe then he’d be able to truly move on. “Especially since they still want me dead.”
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