Keith took the phone, and had Landow give him detailed instructions to the compound which I jotted down on a note pad that I borrowed from another agent. Keith then gave orders to two agents to escort Landow to CTC Medical.
Keith dropped down on his kness and reached for my gun, grabbing it out from under the limo. He gave it to me and I holstered it.
Pete and Jeff ran up. "Everything is handled. Let's go," Jeff said.