Howard smiled taking a seat. "you became the Nanny. when YOUR agency became the very top dog in this food chain. The CIA is supposed to be a public version of Shield after all." He poured himself a cup of water...no scotch...that hurt.
Nick Ran with her toward the shore the boats where waiting, He put her on first before getting in himself. He started to wipe his face paint off as the boat took off down the Dan cook River. They laid there heads down as the boat slowly made there way to friendly borders.
They made it early in the morning with his informant in tow. He took of his flackjacket and made his way into the large Tent. All the fancy tech. Sweat stuck on his face as he put water on his face and the medic's tended to there guest. He was in and out they never knew it. Well...now they did finding an empty hut.