Cyrus didn't reply.
Keith put his hands on the table and leaned in close. "It's a shame, your wife and kids finding out that you're a traitor. It's going to kill your wife visiting you in prison." Keith leaned in a little closer, mere inches from Cyrus' face. "That is, if she sticks around." Keith struck a nerve as Cyrus tried to lunge forward but was stopped by the restraints. Keith stepped back from table, crossing his arms. Keith didn't like interrogations but it was easy to tell he was good at reading people, he had already found Cyrus' weakness and was exploiting it.
"You leave them out of this! They've NOTHING to do with any of this!"
"We'll find out. We're sending agents in Georgia to pick up your wife; they have orders to question her." I knew we had done no such thing, but it was a good move on Keith's part.
"NO! She thinks I'm on a business trip. Please, leave her alone!" Cyrus struggled in his restraints, anger flashing in his eyes.
"I can't unless you start talking." Keith crossed his arms over his chest. "You've got him Keith, his vital signs are spiking." I said into the comm.
"I want a reduced sentence if I tell you everything. And I want you to leave my family alone."
Keith shifted his weight from foot to the other. "It depends on what you give us. But I will promise a reduced sentence if your information allows us to apprehend Grey."
Keith had broken him. He bowed his head and sighed. "Fine. Jonathan contacted me three years ago, we were old friends and he asked me to help him. We've been planning this operation ever since. He obtained the Anthrax and I had my militia group. He's planning on releasing it over the city from the top of the Washington Monument at midnight tonight. I'm supposed to pick up the Anthrax with my men and meet him there. But you have a problem," he said smugly.
"What's that?"
"He's calling me at six, to make sure it's going according to plan. If he doesn't hear from me, plans will be changed."
I glanced at my watch, 5:46. Crap. I picked the phone and dialed Amy's extension.
"Amy, I need the suspects' belongings in here, he's expecting a call from Grey in a few minutes. I need his phone and a tracking node."
"I'm on it."
I hung up and dialed James extension quickly filling him in.
Amy came flying into the room. "Here." We hooked up the phone to the tracking node. "Keith, we have the phone."
Keith came in as James entered the room. "I have orders from the President. Offer him full immunity. He must talk to Grey and make him believe it's going according to plan. We're also going to need him to go with us and meet Grey so he doesn't suspect anything."