Without a CIA identity, Jimmy could only register at the front desk as an FBI agent. He was looking for Olivia, the person Caitlin arranged to help Jimmy with the investigation.

Olivia was in the command center, and she must be someone Caitlin trusted a lot. Jimmy took out a small note from his pocket, "Olivia, help me locate this phone number."

Olivia frowned, "Whose is this?"

Jimmy: "From the info I gave you earlier, this person is part of their team. I need to know where she is."

Olivia: "Are you sure? Locating a phone number without authorization, I'm going to have a hard time."

Jimmy: "Then should I go upstairs and find Caitlin?"

Olivia stared wide-eyed at Jimmy, and a few seconds later, she nodded, "Alright."

Jimmy: "Thanks."

Phone location tracking takes some time, but as long as the phone is on, it's not a big problem. The Anti-Terrorism Bureau's system here is connected to the NSA, and the NSA's phone surveillance is the strongest among all intelligence agencies.

Soon, the phone number was located, and Olivia looked at the location information in shock, "Jimmy, this phone number is near Federal Square."

Jimmy was also surprised at the location information; this bastard Perkins is indeed watching the FBI office. He pulled out his phone and dialed Mahong's number, "Mahong, we've got a location on the phone number. The assassin is outside the FBI office. Get someone to investigate. Don't show yourself. I'm heading back right now."

Mahong: "Got it."

Jimmy hung up the phone, "Olivia, keep an eye on her and contact me anytime."

As Jimmy was about to leave, Olivia called out to him, "Jimmy, wait." She walked over to a cabinet, took out a walkie-talkie and a wired earpiece, "Use this. It should work fine in New York. Your codename is J1."

Jimmy looked at Olivia in surprise, reached out to take them, "Thanks, this really helps. Which channel?"

Olivia: "Channel 2, go ahead."

Jimmy nodded and turned to leave the command center. Olivia told a staff member, "Continue monitoring. If the location information changes, notify Jimmy using channel 2, codename J1."

As Jimmy headed downstairs, he connected the walkie-talkie and earpiece, wore the earpiece in his right ear through his suit, fastened the walkie-talkie to his back, "J1 calling command center, sound check."

"Command center received, the signal is fine."

Jimmy drove away from the Anti-Terrorism Bureau and headed for Federal Square with the police lights and sirens blaring.

Midway, a report came through the walkie-talkie, "J1, the signal is starting to move."

"J1 received."

Jimmy kept driving as he took out his phone to call Mahong: "The phone location is moving. You alerted her."

Mahong: "There's no feedback from my end. Where's the current location?"

Jimmy: "Still waiting, someone is tracking the signal."

Mahong: "Understood, I'll have people get ready in the car waiting for your notification."

Jimmy: "Find Hughes, activate the command center, I'm going to activate the car radio."

Mahong: "Okay."

Jimmy didn't hang up; instead, he put it on speaker and placed it on the dashboard. A message came through his earpiece: "J1, target moving towards Brooklyn Bridge."

Jimmy: "Mahong, Brooklyn Bridge."

Mahong: "Received."

This time they must not let her escape. Jimmy's FBI phone can't be located in real time, so he thought for a moment, "J1 to command center, locate my phone number to confirm my position and the target's position." Jimmy recited his second phone number, the one from Little Rock.

"Command center received, please report the phone number again."

The two phones were being tracked and located separately so that if Jimmy and Perkins appeared within the same range, it meant she was nearby. Phone location can't pinpoint the exact standing position of a person, only provide an approximate area.

FBI agents were also dispatched. Mahong was in real-time communication with Jimmy, but even if the FBI command center was activated, they couldn't fully control all FBI agents. Many didn't have radios in their cars or carry walkie-talkies, requiring several people in the command center to call separately. This effectively tied Mahong to the command center.

Jimmy's right ear headset contained real-time location notifications from the Anti-Terrorism Bureau, and he used the in-car radio to notify others who could receive messages. Meanwhile, temporary staff at the FBI command center used phones to contact other agents, who then dispersed in different directions, slowly adjusting their positions. A perimeter was forming in Brooklyn to take down Perkins.

"J1, signal report, last known position is one block ahead of you."

Jimmy used the walkie-talkie to notify others, which Mahong in the command center could also receive. The perimeter was still a bit away and not yet fully formed.

Jimmy reached the intersection, turned off the siren, keeping only the police lights on, parked on the side of the road, and got out to observe the surroundings. The cellphone signal disappeared, indicating Perkins might have removed her phone battery. She should be here, but with no phone or battery found on the ground, it meant she didn't just throw it out of the car window.

Jimmy took out his phone and called Mahong: "Investigate my current location, there are traffic cameras at this intersection, check the vehicle information."

The investigation on-site severely affected road traffic, so Jimmy conveniently stopped a passing NYPD patrol car, having them temporarily close two intersections. It wasn't until confirming there was no phone or battery, including in trash bins at the intersection, that they gave up.

NYPD patrol officers directed the restoration of traffic, and Jimmy returned to his car, slapping the steering wheel in frustration.

This was the best opportunity in recent times to catch someone, but unexpectedly she was so cunning, recognizing something was off. There's also a chance she got wind of the FBI's movements and promptly eliminated all risks of exposing her position.

"J1 to command center, target not found, continue monitoring the previous phone."

Jimmy picked up the in-car radio: "Mahong, continue the investigation based on our current data, the others can return, mission failed."

Mahong: "Received."

Jimmy deactivated the hidden police lights, turned around, and headed back to Manhattan.

Kevin believed in Jimmy's judgment. Since Jimmy had these concerns, then Nia must be in danger. He communicated with people at the bureau, then went home to get his family to arrange their affairs. By the time Jimmy arrived, Kevin, Nia, and their family had packed their luggage.

Jimmy drove an unmarked car following Kevin's vehicle to the airport. Kevin and his family had bought the earliest tickets flying to Alaska.

Alaska is the largest state in the United States by area and one of the least densely populated. This was Kevin's choice because if they were in potential danger, crowded places would easily expose their position, and it would also be challenging to spot danger hidden among the crowd.

There are few people in Alaska. As long as they choose a slightly remote place to stay for a while, they'd notice if any outsiders appeared. Although Kevin is not in the field nor a detective, as a law enforcement officer, he's quite clear on how to avoid danger.

After sending Kevin and his family off, Jimmy returned to the apartment. As bait, he needed to stay in a stable place to attract the target. If he kept moving, the target wouldn't be able to accurately locate him.

Besides being bait, Jimmy was also waiting to see the quality of the intelligence system at the Intercontinental Hotel. This time would be a reference. Jimmy wasn't only interested in Perkins but her network and family.

If the intelligence provided this time was detailed enough, he'd have a highly suitable intelligence supplier for future use. That Mr. Jude seemed unlikely to refuse such a big client as himself. Of course, regular small bits of intelligence wouldn't require their services, only in special circumstances.