“From what Intelligence and your geek friends in New York said, we figure the main group of transgenics is under the Vatican.” By “geek friends” he meant Jason and Maze. Although he casually tossed off the term and probably meant it as a joke, it came across as being shallow, snotty and self-righteous. Harry wondered how much field experience he’d had and asked him. It surprised him in a pleasant way when the chubby man actually blushed. “Uh, this is my first mission. If it makes you feel any better, I graduated top of my class at Quantico.” Anastasia flashed a smile and her sarcasm sliced the air. “Great, we get a rookie. Do you know what you’re in for?” Overton’s face twisted and a belligerent tone entered his voice. “I have a pretty good idea. I studied the case files.” His response got a laugh from her, although this wasn’t a time for humor. What they were more than likely to walk into was an ambush. If it didn’t come from the transgenics, it would come from the citizens on patrol...
