Jimmy didn't let Nia stay here for too long, sending her back early, as today's dangerous scene at the hospital couldn't guarantee anyone's safety.
Two agents were still on duty outside his room, and another two would co to take their shift later tonight. All this was arranged by Hughes, and Jimmy formally refused before accepting the arrangent.
In such circumstances, it was unnecessary for Nia to stay and increase the risk.
That night, Jimmy didn't dare to sleep too deeply, waking up periodically; in the latter part of the night, he even took turns resting with the two on-duty agents.
After all, fear of death is a natural instinct. The five-person military squad had put everyone on edge; with such firepower, no one in the entire Manhattan office, other than Jimmy, could confidently say they would survive.
Early the next morning, before going to work, Mahong visited the hospital.
Mahong, "Jimmy, I have news for you. Hughes inford last night that this morning, people from the DHS will co over. They are going to assess whether this incident falls under a terrorist attack, and the case might get complicated."
Jimmy, propped up in bed, "What's going on? It shouldn't have reached the DHS, should it? How could they know about it so quickly in Washington, D.C.?"
Mahong shook his head, "I'm not quite sure yet. I should et them as soon as I get to the office. I just wanted to give you a heads-up. If they get involved, the investigation will likely be transferred to them, and we'll be assisting."
Jimmy, "I understand, they probably will co to too. Go back to the office, and thanks for everything. Give a call if there is news."
Mahong nodded; since Jimmy had intestinal injuries, he couldn't eat from outside and was limited to hospital nutritional als, so Mahong ca empty-handed. After a brief chat, he left for work.
As Jimmy suspected, close to noon, two agents ca, showed their IDs to the FBI agents at the door, and entered Jimmy's hospital room.
The leading agent showed his credential, "Agent Bill Becker, DHS, and this is my colleague, Agent Jack Dylan."
Jimmy, "Senior Agent Jimmy Yang with the FBI. What can I do for you?"
Bill pulled up a chair in front of Jimmy's bed, while Jack took out a notepad and pen to stand and take notes. "We're here about the shootout on the street yesterday. Could you go over what happened?"
Jimmy nodded and recounted the events of the shootout. He refrained from adding any judgnt, strictly narrating the events as they occurred.
Agent Bill, "Why did you go to the Anti-Terrorism Bureau?"
Jimmy, "I was attacked a while ago and wanted to check if there were any leads there. They have strong investigative capabilities."
Bill, "Is this attack connected to the previous ones?"
Jimmy, "I'm still not clear on the intelligence regarding my attackers this ti; I can't make a judgnt yet. Perhaps you could inquire with Agent Mahong or Director Hughes."
Bill, "Tell us about being followed the day before yesterday and the attack early this morning."
Jimmy was sowhat surprised. The DHS had just arrived at the Manhattan office that morning, and they knew about the tail? Despite his surprise, he proceeded to describe how he had discovered the tail and how he had led them on a chase.
As for the early morning attack, that was simpler; since Jimmy was an 'Internal Star,' the forensic team had completed a basic ballistic analysis at the scene. Jimmy simply recounted the events, leaving it to them to reconstruct the scene if they could.
Bill nodded, "Okay, that's it for now. We'll head back to your office to continue the investigation and may need to disturb you a few more tis."
Jimmy, "You're welco, and I appreciate your help with investigating this case."
After the DHS agents left, there weren't many visitors for Jimmy anymore; everyone was busy investigating the case and had no ti to co by.
Jimmy's leg injury was minor, just a graze that wasn't serious. He was treated, the wound was bandaged, and that was that. The abdominal injury was a bit more troubleso, mainly because he was in the hospital where recovery was the priority, so he stayed as still as possible.
Jimmy rarely got hurt, so he wasn't sure if the itching and numbness around the wound were normal, but he constantly felt the urge to reach down and scratch.
In the afternoon, an agent ca in and said, "Agent Jimmy, there's soone outside looking for you. He says his na is Jas Baldwin."
"Captain Jas? Please let him in." Jimmy was surprised; how did news of his injury reach Little Rock City? Why would Jas co? And without a phone call, how did he find the hospital?
The agent escorted an old man in, and after a closer look, Jimmy said, "Jas, long ti no see. Simon, you guys can take a break."
After instructing the agents at the door to take a break, the "Jas" in front of him began to speak, "Jimmy, you really do have a way of surprising people."
Jimmy smiled, withdrew his hand from beneath the covers, and stashed the revolver back under the pillow. "Where have you been? You disappeared for so long; I thought sothing had happened to you." The old man in front of him was Tom, and despite the makeup, Jimmy recognized him imdiately.
Tom glanced toward the door, and Jimmy said, "They've left; they're not out there anymore."
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