your hands behind your back.” The cameras captured every second of it.
The architect of the city being led away in cuffs, while Brendan O’Malley stood paralyzed, his blue wall now nothing more than a pile of rubble. The victory was sweet, but short-lived. By 8:00 p.m. that evening, Naomi was sitting in a dimly lit office at the NCIS field office. Leo continue reading …
