Trying not to look at Wald's dead body that laid slumped in the chair, or at the crimson blood that polled on the floor around Wald, Nina slowly picked up the brown envelope. Thinking to herself of the possible suspects whose identity was to be found inside the envelope, she felt a sensation of horror as she thought of one in particular.

It couldn't be him, could it? Was he really not just working for the Drazens?

She reached into the envelope and slowly pulled out the pictures, and her worst fear was confirmed. There, in black and white, was Jack, meeting up with the very group responsible for the bombing attack on CTU, an attack which had left over 30 dead and many more wounded. Pushing the pictures back into the envelope, she stood for a moment, thinking of her next move.

If he's involved, then we'll have to bring him into CTU, interrogate him. If he's involved, then I have to get involved as well, because I know how he thinks.

Walking back to her car, Nina looked at each and every person she saw on the street. She knew that their lives were in the hands of CTU, and if they failed, these people would be dead in seconds. Nina knew that knowledge was not always an asset, and that knowing some things only made it worse.

How deep is he involved, and for how long? What else has he given them?

Sat in her car and grasping the steering wheel tightly, Nina looked into the rear view mirror. Her blue-green eyes were sorrowful, burdened both by tragedy and responsibility. Turning the key in the ignition, she took a deep breath and drove off.

This is going to be a long day.