The Pentagon launches a national code Archangel: presumed national security breach by data theft. Limited traces allow finding out who uploaded a number of files, a blogger; he's found water-boarded to death in his bathtub and didn't have the encryption key, but Beale works out who must. A trap brings forward Jennifer Weincroft, actually the girlfriend of petty officer Matt Driscoll, a US Navy encryption expert, who is frustrated never to be allowed on active tour. The team has to protect both against a sinister armed bunch, identified trough shot-down hired men to well-connected Jans Christian Kemp. Meanwhile bluff and blackmail keep ambitious FBI Agent Landon Frisbee's bumbling team at arms-length. Written by
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FBI Agent Landon Frisbee
We've been working this case for months.
It is clearly time for us to take over.
You wouldn't have even known there was a leak if Naval Intelligence hadn't discovered it.
Isn't that an oxymoron?
No. But there is a moron in all this - several, in fact.