He’d gotten an e-mail from Leavitt last week, letting him know that the grand jury had indicted Blair and the developers, so he’d assumed the next time he would hear about the case would be on CNN, after word got out that the mayor of Jacksonville and eight prominent local businessmen had been arrested in a corruption and bribery scandal.īut now, apparently, there was a “development.” The locker room quiet now, John took a seat on the bench and read through the e-mail a second time, trying to glean any further information about whatever the heck was going on in the investigation.
Attorneys who would be leading the prosecution of the mayor and the developers who’d bribed him. Apparently, there’d been some kind of development in the Blair investigation, and the Jax agent wanted to know if John would be free any time that day for a conference call with him, Agent Todd, and the two Assistant U.S. “I’ll be right there.” Not looking up from his phone, John quickly skimmed Leavitt’s message. “You coming?” Rivera asked, on his way out of the locker room with the rest of the guys for lunch. Unexpectedly, he had a new message from Leavitt. Period.Īfter pulling on his shirt, he grabbed his phone off the locker shelf and reflexively checked it before sticking it into the pocket of his pants. When he was here, at Quantico, the team came first. Whatever was-or more accurately, was not-going on in his personal life would have to wait. After lunch, he and his classmates would be loading into a UH-60 Blackhawk helo for a rappelling exercise, and he needed to be crisp and sharp for that.
He wasn’t entirely sure what direction his mind had been heading in up on that gunwale ledge, but he did know that this wasn’t the time or place to be distracted. His undercover skills came in handy right then-to everyone else, he appeared as cool and relaxed as ever.īut on the inside, he was pissed off and giving himself one hell of a lecture. While getting dressed, John joked around with his classmates and joined in the smack-talk about everyone’s scores. Back at the HRT compound, in the locker room, the new recruits’ spirits were high after the river jump.
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