Hal looked at the dead bodies. Two were his. He felt satisfaction in the back of his mind for that. "I need intervention with the police—"
"No, we'll deal with this," the Sergeant said.
"Who's that speaking," Karl asked. "Put her on the phone."
Hal's eyebrows rose, and he handed his cell to the woman. She had a quiet conversation with Karl then gave the cell back, looking at Hal cautiously. He frowned at her and held the phone to his ear. "It's me."
"They'll take care of the clean-up. I'll send the FBI for the info immediately." The line went dead, so Hal put his cell back in his pocket and turned back to Ben.
"Thanks for your intervention."
"These guys didn't look like Feds or Police. Who were they?" Ben asked.
Hal gestured for Sam to join him again, and she was at his side immedia
