Kellett grinned. “You loved it.”
Special Agent Scott Forrester stood in the shadow of the Chain Bridge, the Danube reflecting the city’s golden lights. Beside him, Special Agent Jamie Kellett adjusted her earpiece, her breath fogging in the cold.
“Remind me why we’re doing Europol’s homework?” she muttered.
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. FBI- International - Season 1
From a rooftop across the street, Special Agent Cameron Vo had the angle. “I see two associates in a gray van. Eastern European plates. They’re not police.”
Forrester made the call. “Jamie, cut off the footbridge. Cameron, take the shot if they aim at civilians. Andre, get down.”
Inside the café, chaos erupted. Brenner spotted Raines’s wire. He bolted for the kitchen, knocking over a waiter. The two men from the van charged the front entrance—right into Kellett, who dropped one with a leg sweep and held the second at gunpoint. Kellett grinned
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.”
“You don’t have jurisdiction,” Brenner spat, blood on his lip.
Their target: Lukas Brenner, a former CIA asset turned rogue. The Austrians had lost him. The Hungarians didn’t want him. And the Fly Team had exactly six hours before he slipped into the black market of the former Eastern Bloc. “Remind me why we’re doing Europol’s homework
“Hungarian police, stay down!” she shouted, invoking the local authority’s name under the FBI’s international liaison agreement.
Here’s a short story set within the world of , focusing on the Fly Team’s early dynamic. Title: The Budapest Blindspot
The operation tilted. Brenner wasn’t just fleeing—he was selling a list of undercover NATO identities. The gray van wasn’t backup. It was a buyout.
But “home” was a hotel conference room in The Hague, and tomorrow there would be another case. Another American who thought borders could protect them from justice.
Brenner burst out the back, but Forrester was waiting. The former asset was fast, but Forrester was faster. A quick disarm, a hard takedown onto the cobblestones.