stood out at the same time. I walked up the stairs,
my hands gliding against the cold metal railing. I
knocked on the door, and then, waited…
I could hear footsteps creaking across a worn
wooden floor as a shadowed figure approached the
door, then a small click. The door opened slowly,
revealing a woman. She looked exactly like the
woman in the photograph except older.
“Agents Oliver and Erin, what a delight to see you.
We were alerted of your arrival in DC two weeks
ago. Please, come in, we need to talk.”
The woman ushered us in, leading us to a bash
couch by a small fireplace. She disappeared for a
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