by Marcus L. Rowland
"Sam had a murderer working security in California," shouts Toby, "The President helped free her, and she knows the redhead from Rosslyn, the one you said to ignore."
Leo quietly says "You want to shout louder? Maybe some reporters in Idaho didn't hear you."
"You know that isn't all," says Toby, "They're linked to Sunnydale, and someone knew that was coming before it happened."
"You have a theory?"
"Black ops, working for the President."
"No. They don't work for us."
"You sure you want to know?"
Toby nods. How bad can it be?
Leo tells him. It's worse.