"We've secured the remains," Omar told Murphy.
"The witnesses were identified, and we've got San Diego as their last location," Mika stated.
"We've got a manhunt to join in the morning so get some rest," Murphy ordered.
"You know we have agents for that kind of work," Grace smiled.
"And you know sitting in a bunker isn't my thing." Murphy approached.
"That's probably why the number of control agents dwindles by the day." Grace embraced Murphy.
Grace was an upcoming agent from overseas that transferred when Murphy became director. Being a young agent with renown Grace had a problem with authority, and Murphy insisted on overseeing his quadrant personally. Having your boss in the field looking over your shoulders, and critiquing every move could frustrate anyone.
It took some time, but they stopped butting heads and formed a strong bond. When hearing he was returning Grace made sure to find her shortest dress skirt. Mika was leaving the room and saw how familiar they were being.
'Must be another student.' Mika continued to the barracks.
"They found something unusual with Jeffery's autopsy," Grace stated.
"That's kind of in the job description," Murphy replied.
"That's the thing. The arm correlates with the weapon theory, but his cause of death is what puzzles us. From the shape of the fracture, it was a human fist that sent him into the wall." Grace told Murphy.
"We've obtained blood samples from all three witnesses, and they have been confirmed, human," Murphy stated.
"They've controlled humans before." Grace debated.
"The Grays can control a human, but to exert that much strength isn't possible even with the body's limitations lifted," Murphy replied.
"Then he has to be an enhanced. We've received intel that agents in the east accomplished a few for covert ops." Grace stated.
'Cameron Waska has barely stepped off US soil, but being at the center of these events can't be ignored.'
"Have them run the blood again, and begin interviewing everyone in contact with him," Murphy ordered.
"Now for the other matter." Grace nodded at her research division.
"The remnants of the arm were put through numerous tests, but they refused to thaw. I've analyzed the initial test results, and believe the weapon has achieved absolute zero. We were just about to fly over to S4 to assist, but it thawed when the storm dissipated." The researcher sighed.
'I thought absolute zero was impossible.'
"Today's your lucky day." Murphy approached the researcher placing a hand on his shoulder.
"The skinwalker and rubble from the reservation remained frozen. Get us a list of what you need to confirm this theory." Murphy ordered.
"Yes sir!" The researcher eagerly motioned the others to join him.
Every agent had their orders, and Murphy was retiring to the living quarters for executive members. Outside their rooms was a bar, and a personal chef roomed nearby for their convenience. They knew this was a profession where people died young, and wanted comfort to be available for field agents. Murphy was almost to his door when the sound of a cork-popping echoed behind him.
"You can spare a few minutes right?" Grace brought over two glasses.
"It's been a while since I've talked about the old days." Murphy smiled.
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It wasn't hard to find a hotel willing to take cash and keep them off the books. Given the events, the others quickly drifted to sleep, but Cameron decided to walk around. Ever since he heard those screams it's all he could think about. Not wanting to disturb the others Cameron was outside leaning over the balcony.
'We keep thinking about the border but where do we go past that? None of us can speak fluent Spanish, and they can still send people for extradition. If Jordan's theory is true my problem is bigger than that, and if it is how far do we have to run then?'
Cameron didn't wanna go back in yet and recalled the maps in the office. The current GPS was still useful, but it was glitching lately. He wanted to ensure they didn't get lost in Mexico and made his way down the steps. Entering the office the woman at the desk smiled and greeted him with a playful wave.
"Something I can help you with?" The clerk asked.
"Just wanted to browse the maps since I couldn't sleep," Cameron replied.
"Is that your excuse to keep me company?" She teased.
While chatting up the clerk Cameron purchased a few maps but noticed one for Mexico missing. The woman wasn't having much luck with flirting given his personality, and when he was prepared to leave she offered to search the back. Cameron was looking around the office when the tv mentioned his real name.
", and Jordan Harris is wanted for questioning in the murder of Jeffery Lewis. They were last seen driving a white honda civic in San Diego county, and are to be considered armed, and dangerous. If you see them we ask that you stay out of their way, and contact authorities immediately. If you believe you have seen these individuals contact the hotline be..."
Cameron was on the other side of the room and rushed to change the channel. Not long after he did the clerk returned with a map. Noticing the channel changed Cameron pretended to be interested in the show. She leaned against Cameron's arm while offering the map.
"It's outdated so they pulled it, but I hope it helps." She smiled.
"Thank you." Cameron offered her some cash.
"Don't worry about it. Not a fan of the news?" She asked.
"I've been on the road a lot so haven't watched much tv. Would do it in the room, but don't wanna wake the others." Cameron stated.
"Afraid you'll start another lover's quarrel?" She chuckled.
"Something like that." Cameron put on a smile.
"I'm supposed to use it for the cameras, but the boss never checks it. It's how I stay awake." She replied.
Cameron offered to keep her company to ensure she didn't flip the channel back. This left a small window for the others to sleep. The entire time they talked Cameron was wondering how they found Jeffery so quickly.
'What are we gonna do now?'