Raines emerged from the café, brushing pastry crumbs off his jacket. “Next time, I’d like a mission where I don’t have to pretend to be a Bitcoin millionaire.”
Vo rappelled down from the roof as sirens wailed in the distance. “The van’s occupants are down. No civilian casualties.” FBI- International - Season 1
Inside the café, Agent Andre Raines posed as a crypto trader. Brenner was meeting a contact—a local fixer known as “The Ghost.” Raines’s specialty was data, but tonight he was playing bait. Raines emerged from the café, brushing pastry crumbs
Forrester cuffed him. “I have an Article 4 agreement with the Hungarian National Police, an active INTERPOL Red Notice, and a helicopter to Ramstein Air Base in twenty minutes. That’s all the jurisdiction I need.” Raines emerged from the café