They were eating dinner in front of the television, and Cayson got up immediately and tucked her into the bedroom, saying, “Stay here until I come to get you. And get dressed.” It was funny how clothes felt strange to her now, but they did. When he opened the door again, there were two agents – the ones they had met in the helicopter – standing in the living room. “It’s over,” Cayson said. “He’s right. We caught the guy. He has links to home grown terrorist groups here in the States, but we’ve got enough of him to put him away for a good long time – he’ll probably never get out.” It was a bit anticlimactic, considering the flurry and alarm of getting here, but Jodi stepped forward and shook each of the agent’s hands, thanking them for doing a great job in taking care of them. In a role reversal that was glaring after the past weeks, Cayson followed her lead and shook the agents’ hands.
