If You Can't Beat Them, Join Them (2)

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FBI Deputy Director Doyle Jeance toyed with his coffee cup, his expression serious.

The ordinary little café, the kind found anywhere in Washington, had no customers.

They had rented out the entire place for today's meeting.

The café door, which no one without authorization could enter, opened.

A middle-aged man with grayish-white hair entered.

His bleak appearance and the scars on his face proved that he was no ordinary man.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Doyle Jeance."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Kalinin Dorbsiyev."

The other man answered in fluent English...