Celine Hendrix suddenly slammed his fist on the table, making a sound that made the rest of the people's eardrums vibrate: "Jack, get rid of all your rubbish desk papers! We're dealing with more than a dozen lives, and God only knows what happened on that damn plane!"Celine took a deep breath and continued: "If you don't give me all the data, I'm sure I'll have to ask for full command here. Don't throw our good relationship in the landfill at Langley. Until then, I'll find a way to shove you in Hoover's ass! You wretched bastard!"Jack stood up, gritted his teeth, looked at Celine Hendrix, pointed his finger at Celine's face, and warned: "Don't threaten me! More than anyone else, you know this is in the national interest, right? Celine Hendrix! Who are you serving? Your country or your self-esteem?”“Both of you are still my guests! CDC, FBI, and CIA have no official documents on this case. So this place is still my home ground.” Danny Hurst stepped between Celine Hendrix and Jackie
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