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"Interpol picked up one of Shaw's guys in Moscow." Hobbs explained as they stood in the parking lot, overlooking Shaw's hideout as agents and officers surrounded the area. "I went in, had a little therapy session with him. He gave up Shaw's hideout."
Rosa raised a disbelieving brow at his words, seeing the beaten up man getting wired to infiltrate and ID Shaw. She scoffed under her breath and shook her head, clearly Hobbs had a his own style of interrogation. She doubted anyone wanted to be on the receiving end of his wrath.
"Then why aren't we down there now?" Gisele asked.
"Well, we weren't invited." Hobbs shrugged, looking down at Oakes from his binoculars.
Rosa hummed, leaning down to rest her elbows on the table, her eyes and ears focused on the screen in front of her as she placed her chin on her palm. "Hobbs, they're sending in your punching bag." She spoke, listening in the hacked Interpol live feed and audio. "He's wired. He's gonna ID Shaw before they move in."
Tej smirked, strolling toward her from behind, setting his hands on her hips, slightly nudging her closer to himself. Rosa threw him a cocky glance from over her shoulder, but otherwise, she acted indifferent to his presence.
